
She can find happiness on Venus. The seas of molten sulphur ain’t bother her none.
She can find happiness on Venus. The seas of molten sulphur ain’t bother her none.
Raised by feral dogs. Razed by angry villagers.
Who needs ribs?
She gave me a hard candy from her purse. It was delicious.
Linda has the fanciest head.
You’re not actually supposed to insert cotton swabs into your ear canal, but I do it anyway.