D'oh... *tries to think of something*
I give up. The next poster can have my go.![]()
D'oh... *tries to think of something*
I give up. The next poster can have my go.![]()
My Cure spell brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like: "It's better than yours."
Damn right, it's better than yours!
I could Heal you, but I have to charge.