I don't want to brag, but I kind of own a Mercedes. Yeah, it takes me places, in style.
The owner would definitely eat here. That sounds good enough for me.
I don't know who that belongs to, but certainly it isn't mine.
Q: How do you spot a future former bike owner? A: By his overwhelming skill of locking his bike to a railing.
I'm looking for the owner of this bike. Please help me.
Indeed, see this dog? He got his nuts cutt of by his owner. The dog still loves his owner. Now that's what I call true love!