He left lip prints on the mirror!
He got the sack.
He gets medium.
Once you're done enjoying the legs, thighs and breasts your left with a greasy box to stick your bone in.
Because izquierda going right.
You look in the mirror and see what you saw. Take the saw and saw the table in half. Two half's make a whole, go through the hole.
He couldn't stand to see himself like that.
They give a peck to the cheek.
They don't. Skeletons don't have lips, they just bone.
John: revolution Paul: forgiveness George: true love Ringo: hmm, a submarine or maybe an octopus
You can't get the shower curtain closed.
Vampliers
