Nerves?
Heartless.
I don’t. God himself said that everything’s (other than man’s) purpose is to be eaten by man (I presume it also includes women?)
Not a donkey, though? Right?
Sound it out, Rengori!
Trust the Mexicans to use sauces as money. Tabasco is probably gold bullion (or the equivalent thereof)!
Nah, already too many of us.
Or pesto?
I like her enough. Although maybe I shouldn't, cause she has no idea who I am...eh!
Yeah, I think I’m allergic to ol’ Rengorini.
