He looks like one of those toys you push but it never falls over. I bet he would, though.
"I will find you. And I will kill you."
If he fits, he sits.
The problem is, I need that backpack.
The perfect ball of happiness.
YOU CAN’T FIRE ME, I QUIT!
I have a vision for the future. It involves giant ears.
Someone wants to be the “cool,” boss that all his employees relate to. It’s not working. He’s still “the man.”
Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.
"Can we hurry this up? I’m a busy man."