Two kids were walking to school one day. The first boy said, “I don’t think my parents like me.”
“Why do you say that?” asked his friend.
“Well, when y mother makes me sandwiches, she wraps them in a road map.”
Two kids were walking to school one day. The first boy said, “I don’t think my parents like me.”
“Why do you say that?” asked his friend.
“Well, when y mother makes me sandwiches, she wraps them in a road map.”
Mike: I’ve been asked to get married hundreds of times.
Marissa: By whom?
Mike: My parents.
Parents.
Hey, dont do that
Keep your big mitts off that
Get this, get that. do this, do that.
Bummer