Might I conjure Ya
A: When he turns his cow to pasture.
A Labracadabrador.
something you keep black people in
None, they're the powerhouse of the cell.
I'm kinda busy, I won't be able to stay any longer, smell ya later" PS: the addict died that day from severe delusions that his coke was talking blanket, lot of coke....
Me: It doesn't talk. Cashier: Ya, but what does it say Me: IT DOESN'T TALK. Cashier: Ok, Ma'am.
We came we saw we conjured !
