The physics teacher would know that children have a terrible coefficient of restitution. This must be some other curious teacher.

The cat then returned to his mortal body. He awoke slowly and with a fading daze. He again picked up the glass of whiskey that sat beside him and again looked at the picture of them together. He smiled, raised his glass and said “Here’s to number eight.”, and once again pulled the trigger.

The snake then bit the sloth, which returned him to the infinite innocence of oblivion. (The snake then fucked his wife.)

This guy looks like a mix of Joe Biden and George W. Bush.

The golden snitch.

Now consider wild fires during that period.

Don’t forget the phase-change cooling from the addition of solid state H20.

Johnny was a chemists son. But Johnny is no more. What Johnny thought was H20, Was H2S04.

This implies the existence of the Purple Swamp Cock.

Nobody in the history of humanity has been asked how pedantic they are.

The burden of the obsequious.

“Finally!” - Pete, the incredibly hung horse fucker.

Yeah dummies, those faces Biden was making weren’t him forgetting, they were incredulous expressions in response to the lies Trump was putting out during the debate.