Raimi, 1 through 10, no, it's like I don't have an excuse. I just want validation. Okay, thanks.

Latinas, instant and instant.

I'm not even like your face look pretty as fuck and you gotta have a nice body oh I just got to give you a solid 9.80

Yeah, you're fine. You like it, knowing. But I just gotta say you got some big ass eyebrows.

Honestly just because you're a thug, you're a tin.

You should I just skip over these books damn damn just because of that ass Yutan

Now let me get back in your head. You look like a discombobbable philosophical reflect December to Cropoky, Crawfish, Hafi, and the autistic God of Artistic God of Art, through the chow chow side of a 17-day game. Alright, see the baseball, your grandma, they got rabied, cool-tombered, Gucci, but a Northern Out-Hell boy. Such a dirty ass, I'm like, I swear to God, I really gotta get to the track, and you're racking and jacking and jacking, and flipping and ripping and dipping and slipping and pipping and dipping and ripping and tipping and tipping and your fat ass. Your name is D-

if the đâu oft late

Come and love, mama. Let me whisper in your ear. Poo! Poo! Pooch! Oh, pfft, pfft, pfft.