Hold your breath until the hiccups wet their pants in fear and run away with their tails between their legs. Do not let the hiccups bully you.
We would need an alternative excuse to tell people to jump up and down whilst on their heads reciting the list of American presidents backwards.
Now if only I could find my steak spice. I swear I placed it somewhere by my barrels of eviscerated rabbits.
We rarely do talk, do we.
But with the giddiness of getting you back they would wail over how you were snatched from them again.
Are you allergic to salt? I must know before I sprinkle some on top of you.
Stalin. .
I have officially lost hope in the music of the future.
We wouldn't want everyone sobbing over you leaving again.
AIDS. x .
I am talking to you because your signature is a woman dirty dancing with a fish.
Retrieve the disposed ramen and give it to me.
I imagine fans dreaming about this every night.
The factor of disease was supposed to be used as my primary example but I may have expanded upon it a bit too much.
Only birthdays?
Directly above you. Watch out, it may crash into you.
Clearly Ash's dad would have to be a badass to only carry around a Pidgey with him.
You're about to turn a thread against high school threads into a high school thread.
I thought we safely quarantined all things Yu-Gi-Oh! in the Competitive Arena.
