Every time one of these kids looks me in the eye and calls me coach, that’s how I know that I agreed to be a coach.
Gazebo? More like “gazoiksbo!”
Ron, I really made love to the pooch today.
“Screwed the pooch?”
We don’t have to use that term, so vulgar.
April threw the smoked salmon on the roof.
Damn, girl, your hotness killed my raccoon!
Two words I’ve put into every song I’ve sang: spread your wings and fly, and you deserve to be a champion.
Didn’t even share with the dog!