The guy said we sounded like angels.
Once upon a time, there was a place called Nashville. It was full of motorists, and I hate them all.
Pie times four over two is me slappin yo ass. Slappin it niiiiice.
Have fun. Forget about it. That's an order.
Hell is a department store with unisex fitting rooms.
Ha ha! Lol.
I effing love you!
Missa Bob Harris!!
Fuck those fucking delicious cookies!!!
Let them know. It doesn't matter. People would throw shit at the pope if they found out he wore panty hose, but god would know he just needed the support. catch my drift?
You be right, sister!
Instant friends!
Whatever. You're hot.
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