Never Forgetti The 11th of Spaghetti
You think the cob is your ally? You merely adopted the cob, I was born on the cob, molded by it. I didn’t have corn OFF the cob until I was a grown man, and by then it was nothing to me but tiny.
The cob betrays you!
It’s easy as 123, ABC, you and me, in the GMC, girl!
Snoo looks like they have a beard now…
Mines missing the arrow…?
No, it’s not.