Lunch pail.

Here's your lunch pail.

Peter may need a new diaper.

I filled the pail with water.

What's the matter? My lunch pail.

Look. It's a lunch pail tree.

You should be wearing a diaper, not a dress.

Isn't that a stolen lunch pail in your hand?

And I'm like Oh my God! Wait it's a diaper bag.

But just in case, there's a diaper underneath your pressurized suits.

That's not all, he's carrying a lunch pail, and, uh, trousers, not a mark on them.

But what struck me about them was that whenever her husband changed the baby's diaper, she said thank you to him.

All these items ended up in Gregor's room, even the box of ashes and the garbage pail from the kitchen.

If she's hungry, she's going to let you know it, but if her diaper is dirty, she also lets you know it.

Her father had gone out in the wintertime he was working night shift, and she followed him outside in nothing but a diaper.

For those of you with kiddos at home, how would you like to have the wireless diaper that supports your ... too much information, I think, than you might need.

When I went to get a pail of water early in the morning I frequently saw this stately bird sailing out of my cove within a few rods.

Thereafter travelers came, and sent their waterman. And when he had let down his pail, (he cried ) 'Rejoice, a boy' Then they concealed him among their merchandise, but Allah knew what they did.

And there came a caravan so they sent their water drawer, he therefore lowered his pail he said, What good luck, this is a boy! and they hid him as a treasure and Allah knows what they do.

And there came a caravan, and they sent their waterdrawer. He let down his pail (into the pit). He said Good luck! Here is a youth. And they hid him as a treasure, and Allah was Aware of what they did.

But here in the United States, we ramp up the drama a little bit, and we drop our pots into sawdust, which catches on fire, and you take a garbage pail, and you put it on top, and smoke starts pouring out.