He was trying to find Winnie the Pooh.
Call Baltimore, M.D.
That's not my stile.
A pyrite!
Two. One to take out the bulb and drop it, and the other to try and sell it before it crashes.
I don't know he hasn't opened it yet.
BYE-SON!
winnie the Philosopooh
Putos (Ask your Mexican friend)
He was looking for Pooh.
Him: ... *peeks under bathroom stall* Did you hear me
Ebowla.