It does not help to imagine people in their underwear.
My Zipper
Three, One to hold the lightbulb and Two to smoke till the room spins!
She makes people stoned.
He didn't want to get carpool tunnel syndrome.
Toothpaste.
Because his colleagues would call him the Quantum Mechanic.
It was a Freudian slip
Haaaaaannnnnneeeeeessssss
He said "uhh" way too much.
Imagine there's a race of people called customers. Now imagine you're a huge racist.
Imagine...*You* Being God, the Lord, Him... But imagine us.
