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I see the hat and I think Marcel Marceau.
Just the reverse of a human snack, crunchy on the outside and soft on the inside.
I’d rather have a beer in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.
Me? I’m in the third trimester. My ears are three times bigger than when I was born.
Reminds me, time for a haircut.
My only comment, in the ’50s we practiced on pigeons for duck season and I could never figure out how to sex them. However, the ones with soft beaks were young and we had them for dinner.
Heimlich maneuver and external heart massage only, at least outside of Utah.
Mom made Swedish. My wife (RIP) made Italian, mmmmm!
As for me, a good reason for this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pP5lWQH7uFQ
What’s with the blue and black?