Oil in hair makes one become slick. (SPOILER)Con las mujeres
Oil, slick.
TICK TOCK TICK TOCK. The time drags along like an opossum hanging from a happy dog's jaws. The pavement is hot and sticky. The sun, powering through our weakened shields O-zone layer, melting the ground beneath us into sticky black glue. And you wonder how the dinosaurs died? Odd Eye! You wonder, don't you? (SPOILER)Do you not?
Back when skating wasn't cool, I used to bust up my legs while I failed to do tricks. One day, as I screamed toward the pavement, I had a vision. A beautiful woman was before me, and she was wearing a beautiful scarf. And she had a beautiful voice. She said, "You're a dumbass." I asked her out from a crumpled position on the ground, and she was less than impressed. but Igot her in the end because I'm determined. I'm like Rocky, you know? You can bust me up, tear me apart, punch me, beat me, break me shake me, baby, take me over, and when the madness stops, then you will be alone.
LEGUMES!
HAHA! Rantz is high.
He hid stuff. Got jacked up. I'm all jacked up on Mountain Dew, Chip!
Probably the Emerald Lobster Palace, where the tequila flows like a rip current, and las lobster chicas are dying to get carried away.
Never met the fellow. Who's Much?
Odd Hunter
