God: I sent you one, you dumped him for putting ketchup on his steak. Me: Ah. That's right. Gross.
Down's in the dumps
The washing machine doesn't get upset if I dump a load in it and never call back
The cream
Because he was a cheetah and because he was lion too much to her.
To ketchup Edit: I'm sorry
Poverty.
Because the lime was engaged.
Send it a byte. Kind of lame but I couldn't help myself.
Because the steaks are too high.
Filet delay!
