A Skele-Ton. Thanks, I'll see my way out.
They know there ain't no way to hide those lion eyes.
A week, a week, a week, a week, a week, a week.
A:To get to the bone! Q:Why did the bone cross the road A: To get away!
I don't know. Let me think. *pictures self riding jet ski made of bones through space*
Some-where over the rain-bow... Weigh a pie.
He wanted to see how much the milky weighed!
A skele-ton
Rocket Farts.
Hairoin
