Because she thought everybody loved her.
Me: Uhh...Let me think... Why Friend: You boil the hell out of it! Me: Get out.
The king you have inside you SIMBA: That doesn't make sense. I think I'd remember if I ate a king.
With a witchwatch.
A sandwich.
Bulbasaurs
They fall in love.
A psychiatric tryst.
You are fine, how am I?"
Let me hear something different.