He who laughs last laughs the laughiest. — Louise Rennison, Dancing in My Nuddy-Pants
He who laughs last laughs the laughiest. — Louise Rennison, Dancing in My Nuddy-Pants
He who laughs last laughs the laughiest. — Louise Rennison, Dancing in My Nuddy-Pants
He who laughs last laughs the laughiest. — Louise Rennison, Dancing in My Nuddy-Pants
He who laughs last laughs the laughiest. — Louise Rennison, Dancing in My Nuddy-Pants
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He who laughs last laughs the laughiest.

— Louise Rennison, Dancing in My Nuddy-Pants
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