The empire hikes back.
My last four scores were seven years ago.
Windows
Now it can offer a whole lot more.
Carlos
Vroom temperature.
A taxi
I could see myself working there.
If you buy one roof, it’s on the house.
The police has been working tirelessly to get him
They’ve been working tirelessly to find him
"Because you're the largest re-tailer in the world!"
They are probably lying low.
He's in a cent
He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, "My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?" The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound. A sound unlike anything he's ever heard before.
The Sirens that nearly seduced Odysseus into crashing his ship comes to his mind. He doesn't sleep that night; he tosses and turns trying to figure out what could possibly be making such a seductive sound. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, "We can't tell you. You're not a monk." Distraught, the man is forced to leave. Years later, after never being able to forget that sound, the man goes back to the monastery and pleads for the answer again. The monks reply, "We can't tell you. You're not a monk.” The man says, "If the only way I can find out what is making that beautiful sound is to become a monk, then please, make me a monk." The monks reply, "You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of grains of sand. When you find these answers, you will have become a monk."
The man sets about his task. After years of searching he returns as a gray-haired old man and knocks on the door of the monastery. A monk answers. He is taken before a gathering of all the monks." In my quest to find what makes that beautiful sound, I traveled the earth and have found what you asked for: By design, the world is in a state of perpetual change. Only God knows what you ask. All a man can know is himself, and only then if he is honest and reflective and willing to strip away self deception."
The monks reply, "Congratulations. You have become a monk. We shall now show you the way to the mystery of the sacred sound." The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, "The sound is beyond that door." The monks give him the key, and he opens the door. Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man is given the key to the stone door and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. And so it went that he needed keys to doors of emerald, pearl and diamond. Finally, they come to a door made of solid gold. The sound has become very clear and definite. The monks say, "This is the last key to the last door." The man is apprehensive; his life's wish is behind that door! With trembling hands, he unlocks the door, turns the knob, and slowly pushes the door open. Falling to his knees, he is
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It really takes me back
Continental breakfast.
There was a donut hole in his story.
It's called Sam-are-i
but I can’t get it off the ground.
I love playing Monopoly.
Police believe he is following some sort of pattern
It's because they're on a hard drive.
It wooden start
It’s exhausting
Forrest Gumption
I pulled beside the shiny car, beaming at the price and quality...except I noticed the back passenger door seemed have water dripping out the side panel. I giggled to myself:
Might as well call it a'Leakin, amirite?
😎😎😎😎😎
..do you just get exhausted ?
The driver's side, typically.
..that I can pull it off.
MA CAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
It still looked great, but over the years, it started to lack in purrformance
Inflation
Cuz they can warn their buddies about ‘cah’s, but not trucks.
His son asks, “Can’t you just use a sponge?”
It's called thyme-travel.
It’s only one percent.
But parking 200 cars, now that requires a lot.
Which is weird. Lincoln usually doesn’t do too well in theatres.
Because it would drive him up the fucking wall.
The driver was a surprisingly short man who came stumbling out and walked up to me and said "I am not happy"
To which I responded "well then which one are you?"
A boogatti!
If you run out of electricity, you could be charged.
I was going to call for an ambulance, but that might've been asking for trouble.
We had to work tirelessly to find the culprit.
Because he had gnocchi.
