You're mother is a prostitute.
...and this father was her only customer?
I didn't get the joke...
Why?
The teabag, that is.
Seriously... people don't get rid of the bag before drinking?
Seriously... people don't get rid of the bag before drinking?
Seriously... people don't get rid of the bag before drinking?
What about when you take a moment to drink from a milkshake and the solid part suddenly slides down and nails you in the face? I'm afraid to ask what they call that.
You're mother is a prostitute.
Dorothy Mantooth is a saint. You understand me? Dorothy Mantooth is a saint.