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The cows ate them in an attempt to dutch-oven the world.
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I count sheep as they jump over a fence.
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Yes. They have a bizarrely slimy texture, with a hint of grain; I would liken it to fine wet sand.
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all the boys to the yard!
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Your body.
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I think you mean Catdog, because that show was fucking boss.
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Um, lol, I'm not a miner, I'm a minor, so top 40. Duh YOLO. K?
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I don't buy clothes. I have a fashion retailer. His name is Homeless Joe and he keeps me up to date on what derelict enough to be cool.
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I like the rubber one.
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A penglephant. You know you want one.
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More like front, middle, or back of your mom!
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The only thing that really matters is whether or not you'll feel confident wearing it.
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God, Karen!
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She's interesting. Eccentric, absolutely, but she's also highly intelligent and very talented. To be honest, I find it hard to dislike anybody with a passion for Rilke.
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He saw his father fall to his death and, upon finding his fathers dead body, wrongly blames himself for the stampede that killed him. His uncle Scar confirmed this train of thought and convinced him to run away. Distraught and consumed with guilt he escaped into the desert wherein he is saved by by Timon and Pumba, a meerkat and warthog duo.
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I love Beavis and Butt-head!
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I'd rather eat icecream.
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I'm seventeen! But thankyou, that's very kind of you.
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