The lips are moving
She's a transparent.
A nervous wreck.
Leave my provolone!
Man: It pleases me to listen that she died.
A cow with no lips.
The specific ocean.
The turn signals.
Two. Libya's to start the race, and France's to signal there's one lap to go.
With the mechanic, there's a shot something might get fixed...
When they get a hole-in-one they write down *zero* on the scorecard.
