A sole proprietorship.
He had a bambooboo.
Aonther one from my 9 year old.
Those who know binary and those who don't.
He'd had trouble deciding to go with the appetizers or entrees, but eventually he went antipasto way.
Dear Santa, Please give me a big fat bank account and a slim body. Please don't mix those two up like you did last year. Thanks.
He's good at making friends.
They found him dead the next morning in his tea pee.
A crop top!