He didn't have all the 7" he kept talking about.
At the butcher shop, where they sell kid-knees.
A COW-asaki MOO-torcycle!
I don't even wanna talk to the living.
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....
I love you with all my art!"
My husband and I are arguing That's very common. ...about my boyfriend.
To get to a place you've probably never heard of.
He hibernated in the summer.
The 7 dwarfs are a bunch of cunning runts...
7-1