AUDIO: THE SINGING FELON
“Hello there, your honor…”
“Hello there, your honor…”
He left his computer plugged into the projector.
“Your purpose in life will be to have sex and have babies.”
It’s the husband’s fault, of course.
Mistaken for a rifle.
Wanna spit some bars?
It’s ok – she trained him not to bite.
The two were on their way to entertain at a children’s party.
But only during landing, so OK then.
“This kid is rude and ungovernable! I do not want him in my house at all!”