A key.
They wanted to make sure he'd never been a groom.
He wanted to run his fingers through his hair.
Me: And you're to blame 911: Pardon Me: You give love a bad name 911: I'm hanging up
If they're not being sold on a farm they're hanging from a tree. Da ho, no I didnt.
A: A moron kept trying to shoot himself.
Because it had a hole in the middle.
You poke 'em on.
Poke 'em on.
My keys
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