But ghosts are already dead, by definition. Or is the problem that Pac-Man spends all day popping pills?
That deaf, dumb, and blind girl sure plays some mean ping pong
I’m surprised the apron fit him
It’s what’s known as a racket
That last flyer was either cruel or ingenious.
Boy , I’d hate to be the wife of either of those losers, but I’ll always enjoy reading about them
Can’t be worse than the grease stains that are already on all of Ralph’s shirts
And it’s odd that the people who complain about June wearing her apron all the time never complain about Ralph’s shirt. How sexist.
It would be simply shocking to get orange cheese dust all over your hardcover copy of “Emma”