Oh sure, the life of a birb boy seems pretty sweet, buy he’s going to end up as pate on a Frenchman’s plate any day now.
Oh sure, the life of a birb boy seems pretty sweet, buy he’s going to end up as pate on a Frenchman’s plate any day now.
Let the horse without sin cast the first stone.
This is the unholy union of a blort and a blarp.
Is not the blargh burger delicious?
The weather is a butt.
Imagine all of those legs crawling all over you.