Leave the dungeon door unlocked.
Cause their answer is always 'nay'. I'm sorry, I'll leave...
He got dog-piled. Me: He made a lot of groundage before getting put down. Husband: Yardage. Tackled. PLEASE LEAVE.
You don't have to pay for the glue to sniff...
They never got a reaction out of him.
Get off me daddy, you're crushing my smokes
They're both crushed-asians