Stop Dad, you're crushing me smokes!
Three Reichs and you're out
The door.
Joint Family.
Seewead
You were born in a car. Now go fetch your sister, Hospitaldaughter. It's time for tablemeal.
son: Natasha Dad: who is Natasha son: your lover Dad: do you need also a case
Stop laughing and reload.
It doesn't matter. Both ends stop.
When they dance they make it rain.
An alcoholic with a drinking problem
A Crush
Get off me Daddy, you're crushing my cigarettes.
Somebody left the plunger in the toilet.
Get off me paw, you're crushing my smokes."
For twenty bucks either'll take care of your toddler. -&y (yup, mine)