You know, and I was upside down for the train, but...

You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on its back.

Where I'm left with the identity matrix?

He can be rotated onto his back now,

Your shirt is inside out.

OK, clap them together, once.

Turn her over.

It looks pretty much like every rock I've ever seen.

He turned his coat inside out.

Turn your bag inside out.

You're wearing your sweater inside out.

Your sweater is inside out.

Ken put his shirt on inside out.

He put on his sweater wrong side out.

Turn that tagger shirt... inside out.

You've reached the end of Cassette Number 3.

She's rooting around, she finds this one jacket by Balenciaga she loves it.

He put on his undershirt inside out.

I put my coat on inside out.

What is gone is gone. Now sleep.

So, here we have

This shows the artistic impulses inside us are suppressed, not gone.

You need to reverse your vest, it's back to front.

John had put his sweater on inside out.

He had his shirt on inside out.

My brother wore his shirt inside out.

So if I want to see the back side,

You number them 1 2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3

The record is finished. Turn it over.

You have your right sock on wrong side out.

He had his socks on inside out.

Tom has his socks on inside out.

Tom had his socks on inside out.

So what does this mean?

Or the probability of getting heads, tails, right?

You are wearing your socks inside out.

You're wearing your sweater inside out.

And now I'm a traitor

That could be as you can tell, I switched colors arbitrarily.

And then fold THAT around into a hexaflexagon so that all the 2s are on the front.

Give it back.

And she was completely blind.

I put my gloves on inside out by mistake.

He had one of his socks on inside out.

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