They say that after you lose your first hand, you get hooked!
He got lost in the maize.
Because he lost his marbles.
I'm not sure, but they both go out with shovels to find the booty.
He kept on and on about his mateys.
Nail its other hand to the floor.
I said, "I had to wash my hands so I took it off and placed it on my lover--I mean your mother's kitchen counter."
She was taking god's name in vein.
