Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree and replies: "It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch
. The beech says to the birch: "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says it cannot tell.
. “Happy Birthday. ” grabbing Nicole’s dress, jumping out of the van and running, with the other three women, into Nicole’s house
Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree and replies: "It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch
. The beech says to the birch: "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says it cannot tell.
. “Happy Birthday. ” grabbing Nicole’s dress, jumping out of the van and running, with the other three women, into Nicole’s house
Can you tell if that is a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The woodpecker takes a taste of the small tree and replies: "It is neither a son of a beech nor a son of a birch
. The beech says to the birch: "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says it cannot tell.
. “Happy Birthday. ” grabbing Nicole’s dress, jumping out of the van and running, with the other three women, into Nicole’s house
