Midnight seems to be up to all the dark things...
I'm full of Shiite...like the penguin...
Milk the long lost land of no tiddies...
I was busy churning some thicc butter....
Claire said nobody's looking...
I throw a penny into any conversation... If it lands luckily it allows me to talk...
Put Lazy in some quicksand...
Diaper doom.....we assume...
We playing snakes and garden chairs...?
Treefull of sap....sweet slippery...
Always liked it rubbery.... Our interactions...
She said Lazy... I need not these stilts...
The Mexican said stop with the essay...ese....