I love the smell of freshly pressed pants.
We fly high, no lie, you know this ...
I hope you eat her limbs.
And how do you feel about that?
bye, bye, bye (bye bye bye)
You can be anything you want to be as long as you're willing to kill for it.
If I was CK, lots of horrible things would happen.
I'm thrown for a loop. My plot is twisted. The red herring fooled my eyes. The after-credits revelation surprised my emotions.
Of course. Don't be naive.
Share, now.
