Who cares about quality when you can do it faster?
Uhhh hello. I'm offic... Mr. Willis. Here to... mow your lawn. Could you let me in so I can find your lawn mower... uhhh... fluid?
Yet another season where the Maple Leafs end up completely crushed.
Toward the end, it gets trapped in the vortex and starts to mow itself.
~Not-"Not-So-Handy Andy" Jack
Pharmacy, please. I must have mixed up my meds because right now this taxi looks like a lawnmower with a shopping cart attached.