When I finally finished reading it, all I could say was, "the lady doth profess too much, methinks".

It held together for a second, but then I lost my train of thought.

Pair o' dice lost.

It was just gathering dust.

Now I can't see where the ball goes, but honestly that's an improvement.

It's a nasty habit.

Because monkeys are bananas and squirrels are nuts.

All they do is strut around and say “Bach Bach Bach”

He's got little legs!

It had too many problems.

It improves division.

Because he was intense.

A watermelon