Don’t crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers.
It’s nether here, nor there.
How did the plumber know it was a she?
Maybe Boebert can lend her a hand.
He who dies with the most toys… is, nonetheless, still dead.
The Mohel took care of them.
No. One more reason not to go to McDonald’s. California didn’t make you go there.
Or a reanimated corpse of a live relative.
Velcro.
That ship has already sailed.
Don’t crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers.