You are sleeping on the couch tonight, Mr President.
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- Dad says you're spying on us. - He's not your dad.
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Have a seat and explain why you smell like another dog
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I'm getting hungry. - Hello, womb service? I'd like a double order of hot wings. - Honey, wake up. I'm dying for some hot wings. - But it'a three in the morning. - I love womb service, it never closes.
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Seriously, bro. Throw another one.
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