Some day, Pinocchio's going to be a real boy.
One has hope in her soul, The other has soap in her hole.
I don't know.
Because her crippling depression leaves her unable to function properly.
Yall nailed it.
Nothing, Michael liked boys.
She kept sitting on Pinocchio's face screaming "LIE TO ME"!
His hand caught fire.
Both want to be real boys