Bridge washed out.

If it ain't washed out, we'll try it.

Blue Jeans?

Are these grapes washed? Washed, I said.

This won't be so bad once we get her washed out.

I washed out the glasses and cleaned off the bottle too.

only they washed me out. glad to see you made it.

What is this jeans?

Sami wore black jeans.

According to Saudi Jeans

Ripped jeans, skin was showing

She was washed overboard. Wasn't she afraid to go out like that alone?

I once washed your mouth out with soap. I can do it again.

Sami washed.

Saudi Jeans pointed out before the event, that due to the unreliable electricity supply in the capital,

See? Don't touch my designer jeans!

Everybody's wearing jeans, everybody's the same.

This is him in his old rock and roll jeans there, pushing him in, those turned up jeans.

Get out of my way. It's strange. You could have just washed your face.

The whole trail's all washed out, elder, but I think we can make it.

Are they washed?

We're washed up!

Just washed them.

You're washed up!

Saudi Jeans hosted Maha El Faleh who urged women to stand out for themselves and claim their rights.

He washed his face, and came out. He controlled himself, and said, Serve the meal.

See, look, don't touch my designer jeans.

It is the blue of blue jeans.

I see you don't have designer jeans.

I wear jeans almost all the time.

He had no idea what that was, (Laughter) so I spent an hour trying on all these damn jeans, and I walked out of the store truth! with the best fitting jeans I had ever had.

There was a time when jeans came in one flavor, and you bought them, and they fit like crap, they were incredibly uncomfortable, if you wore them and washed them enough times, they started to feel OK.

You washed your hair.

Our window's been washed.

Socially, he's washed up.

Why aren't you washed?

I washed my face!

I just washed it.

Washed it all off!

Get this washed too.

And he washed his face, and went out, and refrained himself, and said, Set on bread.

When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil

'You see Mr. Nethanyahu, we all wear jeans.'

I went to replace my jeans after years of wearing these old ones, and I said, I want a pair of jeans.

when my steps were washed with butter, and the rock poured out streams of oil for me,