I love you, but I'm sick of yellow light always breaking us up.
Because he was pain in the neck!
He read that it was an invisible solid.
Don't look at me I'm changing!
Me: "I usually respond to texts and check my Twitter."
In tennis, love means nothing.
A condom.
Me: S-H-O-P Friend: How do you say it Me: "Shop" Friend: What do you do when you get to a green light