With my noseholes.

No, the quicksand had other plans.

It doesn’t translate well into Latin.

Someone find another judge so we can rule to take his gun away.

I’m sorry but could I have that back? It was a load-bearing bogey.

I have no idea why.

Cobras are really hard to aim with.

And to be fair, I wasn’t so much pushing you off the train tracks as much as pushing you away from me and my family.

The beverage is a metaphor for my soul while working for you.

They never let poor rudolph / join in any reindeer games

Like your sister!