Your bear rings have run away, To the land of the unknown. Look for them there I can't seem to find my foot today...
scoop it out with a spoon before it contaminates the rest of your organs my kitty keeps licking me with it's sandpaper tongue
Chop off your feet so that you can touch your toes whenever you like without all that "bending over" nonsense. I'm worried that my sock-drawer is haunted...
Throw a single, american twovdollar bill in it, wait exactly 36.954 years, then return. Your boat shall remain floating. I need fashionable boots to go with this fashionable scarf but I don't have feet! Help!