but they don't stop long enough for you to reply!
To get to the other side!
making this crap up.
It ran out of juice. I shall take my leave now.
Because the subject is still to immature.
Boy: No Girl: I'm The Principal's Daughet. Boy: Do You Know Who i am Boy: Good (Walks Away)
Because he likes oldfashioned jokes.
he proudly replied, "Only you, Darling. With all the others I was awake."
he replied, "Tropical Depression."