Previet Graceevia. Kok tebya zavoot? Kristina? Kok dalla?
You weren't turning green because you're powerful, dear. I'm sorry.
Stay back, Mr. Frodo.
It's not like you actually know how to use it.
It's not like I actually know how to use it.
I don't fear the leather belt like I did when I was young.
Your pants could beat me up and that would bring pleasure to the both of us.
I wouldn't talk to you if you had corndogs for an avatar either. But I'm not scary.
I had this like, 5 foot long stick in my room for about 3 years and my dad just walked in and took it and threw it away the other day. Now I have no way to protect myself but my guitar.
Am I to be located in Kristina's pants? Don't think I won't do it!
