Jack of all Spades
GLINDA: Send you home D: Lame tries new pair And these G: Wait- D: clicks heels turns into hamburger
Coz their eyes opened.
Catch my drift
A Moosical
A. The remote control slips from his hand.
Reading road signs at 30 MPH
Rubbit Rubbit
Monterey, Jack!
Sometimes you start out all hearts and diamonds, but end up wishing you had a club and a spade.