But nothing of course. The sigh is icing atop my lame cake.
Auto-your mom LOLOLOLOLOL...*sigh*
I wouldn't call it sacred so much as...autoschediastic...But yeah, it's mine.
We are not on the same page of this book called Life. Or in my language, Garbleh.
Everything I do is for my own benefit, including making you cry all the time.
MizMiz, you know how the T-face makes me hot.
Don't forget to spray it with Febreeze.
Rusty and I are still on the prowl for you too. Don't think I forgot my promise ohoho no. I'll find you a hermaphrodite you can love as well.
I'm on the prowl for a hermaphrodite.
The day I get a wife is the day I beat myself to death.
