We abuse
Me: Heaven. 3: I don't want to go there. Me: Why not 3: It's full of dead people.
It's a charming story.
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....
A quack head. What is a ducks favorite snack Quackers. Why couldn't the duck drive his car His windshield was quacked.
An Awful-lot.
Orthodocs
Oshio des neighhhhh
HAEY, obviously.
An act of violins.
Vladislov, baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more... I'm sorry..