Please don’t ask me for the correct answer! There-there little one.
My son, Scotty, remembers a REAL Mongolian BBQ. With out water, how would you clean out the sausage casing?
I do not remember if the lab workers spoke Russian or Mongolian. Our Jonny was dying and we needed to know which organism to treat. The end of the story in the book reads: I never learned to say: poop in zip-lock bag.
My mother, now 95 years old, escaped from East Germany to West Germany in 1946, then to the U.S.A. Refugees are people.
I can’t color well. This year, the Academy added a magician to the program; so I better be good! Not just a cartoon blogger, but a magician as well.
British English for trunk. Auburn put Alabama in the boot.
Two six-foot long black spitting cobras were killed in the unrefrigerated morgue. The punchline is true especially if you don’t like snakes.
I really thought WOW. Still do!