Who could really blame Fred, every time he walks by them they keep saying ‘feed me’, and Fred saw that movie and doesn’t want to end up like Seymour.
The Trojan pinata?
R&D: where the wild things are.
Some one told her not to put all of her eggs in one basket.
Well, kid, dangle your fingers in the water and you might get a catfish nip.
So, Carlos is a closet acrobat?
You can blame this on his mamma for dipping his binky in whiskey when he was teething.
Yes, for themselves.
Neither, the tax payers will be paying for it for a long time.
Her exercise program consist of pushing her luck, jumping to conclusions, and running down her friends.