I love the pokey, mon.
Thanks for opening my mind.
Oh don't mind him, he's just the product of our times!
He didn't have the guts
Just two. One to politely ask and the other to politely help.
Love.
Because he loves to abuse A Minor.
Cancer stole our jobs!"
He was delighted.
Because it needs bailing out.
Because he was just tired of being an escape goat.
Because they might Pikachu!
she says. He glances up, smiles, and says "Calm down. I'm just trying to get a Pikachu."
A pastafarian.
They roll their J's.
Dey both sinna, mon!