Launch, catch, repeat,
What happened to their parents?
My mother was 5 foot 1 and I weighed 12 lbs 13 1/2 ounces. My dear sweet mom who never used foul language, told me much later it was like s**ting a watermelon. Loved her then, love her now.
Not with Yorkie on point.
Must be a very political cat.
Reek like a leek.
The reporter left out the “you” for all of proofreaders.
No dessert before dinner’s finished.
My mom did the same thing… along with baseball cards and movie posters. I still loved her, though.
He has lost a lot of it. When they filmed Conan the Barbarian his accent was so thick they had to dub his lines.