Your mum doesn't starlings.
You can throw your load in a washing machine and it won't follow you around for two weeks afterward
The second one's a race for the cure. Shamelessely stolen from .
Spitting, Swallowing, and gargling.
Reality. I'll show myself out now...
We are both constantly penetrating your mum.
Pupil: Fire Earth Water and the Internet. Teacher: What do you mean the Internet Pupil: Well Mum says that whenever I'm on the Net I'm in my element.
