It's just a draft at the moment.
He should have a good vowel movement. His next diaper change could spell disaster though.
I said, "Well, take away his spoon!"
Avalanches won by a landslide.
It was a disaster...
Dis-assed-her
It looks like no one showed up.
The next trip to the toilet could spell disaster
A real Lebaneezer Scrooge.
She swore she will never play Scrabble with me again
My step son asked me if I was born on the highway because that’s where most accidents happen....he’s 11....
I give it 3 stars
Good players are hard to find.
Then she told me she doesn’t want lizards in the house. Make up your mind!
‘2022’.
Thankfully I got a constellation prize.
It gave me thesaurus throat I've ever had.
It's the 21st Century, people. LCD monitors are higher resolution and much more energy efficient!
It wasn’t bad for a constellation prize.
It took us a while to work out a proper resolution
Utter disaster.
Surrounded by his son, his twin daughters and a haggard-looking nurse who looked about ready to end it all if only she could find the bloody switch, he was finally breathing his last.
His son, who loved him dearly and wasn't at all sure if he had been cut out of the will or not, burst into tears at the plight of a man who would look more at home in a red woolly outfit than he ever could in drab, white linen.
"I do not wish to die today, Anthony", he intoned fixing his gaze slightly above his son's left shoulder, "there is something you must do to save me."
"Tell me what to do dad, I can't bear to look at you this way", cried Anthony.
"There is a land, not far from here, where no one ever dies. It is not for dying you see. That is where I must go."
"Where is this place father? Tell me, and I shall take you to it."
"Take me there now", he said faintly as if in great pain, "Take me to, The Living Room."
I’m his uncle monitor.
It was the hurricane, it blew the competition away
The kid was only six years old.
right where it hertz.
That was a terrible joke. I rate it 3 stars.
It’s per DM
Because it's full of 'wrecked angles'.
Basically my overall performance was compared with Apple’s and Orange’s.
Hmm...my racehorses really do have some strange names.
Hindsight will be 2020.
I accidentally swallowed some Scrabble tiles.
My next crap could spell disaster
My next trip to the bathroom could spell "disaster."
My next trip to the bathroom could spell disaster.
My next trip to the bathroom could spell disaster.
My next poop could spell disaster.
