Or maybe “Cats and Dogs, the Quantification of Rain”
The Name Game Song ain’t no song for dullards!
(no wonder I could never get it right)
Don’t do it, Bear. They’ll walk all over you.
And there would go the basset hound, all except his tail.
Gets a gravity aid.
Only after you die. It’s sort of a cruel catch-22.
Wait till you see the destruction on the back of the door. We have two tattered doors to replace some day.
Thank you! Yes, Harley. Where is my brain? (don’t answer that)
Yipee! A Puck chart!
Is that spider squeaking?