“I’m drifting from the vagina, that’s the problem.” That sounds like the most poetic way of saying you’re gay.
“I’m drifting from the vagina, that’s the problem.”
That sounds like the most poetic way of saying you’re gay.
I love you.
“We’ve made little Russells out of pineapple.”
♫ My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. ♫
“Just nod!”