Good thing he doesn't have a thing to make that cannon go off.
What is this? A water-into-the-air thingie? An anti-dehumidifier? ....A humidifier!
I love the sun when the moonlight reflects off of it.
Now that you mention it, I was in a closet.
It always pleases me when NatPackers become self-monitoring.
If you're doing it, you're doing it right.
They might have just came? ....Ooh, that's really bad.
Amy. Be my faucet.
It got eight and a half gallons to the mile.
Touched by an angle?
I'm always for taking advantage of fortuitous circumstances.
It's kind of like an Hawaiian-Renaissance thing.
We need to cut a dealie so we can make the thingie.
I never noticed before that Natalie maks noise.
I've met Perri before. Well, I've heard her name. I've never actually met her humanness.
That's a very pink-looking pink.
The glasses are in the corner trying to stay away from the other clean
dishes.
Bob is here, on top of Julie Andrews.
He's evil! I love him!
This looks like prepared Klingon food.
She answered the X-Files' TV show phone.
It's good not to aspirate pins.
I think most of the great problems of the world are because we're using different dictionaries.
My husband still holds the door for me, but if he calls me "ma'am," I'll deck him.
You can put your legs on top of me if you want. ....After you crawl out of my nightgown.
Delenn counts to ten very well....which means she's not a NatPacker.
The Angel of Death is not pink.