Her teacher told her to go home and do an essay.
Cuatro Cinco.
I don't know. Torqu?
It told it a Nak-Nak joke! (In my language Urdu, Nak means nose.)
Tell him a joke when he's a baby !
None, that's what students are for.
Son: It was all right except for some man called "Teacher" who kept spoiling all our fun!
A paragraph. Because he's not a full essay.
Because her teacher told her to go do an essay.
They are both more worried about getting inside you than being effective once there!
Get off me daddy, you're crushing my smokes