It's a gas, gas, gas!
What if I wanna marry your pal Paul, who's a tame Polish polecat, in a pool at the pole position of the Indy 500?(I can't work in the poully-fuisse, vomit or car crash, I'm such a loser.)
You can rob Peter to Pay Paul.Pay Paul.Papal.We hate medicine.
If you want to be a real human boy, you'll have to learn to take medicine.Just so you know.
Tell it to the Pope.
I've never met a robot boy more obsessed with the Pope.It strikes me as a bit unhealthy.
No Blogging on Good Friday.
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What if I wanna marry your pal Paul, who's a tame Polish polecat, in a pool at the pole position of the Indy 500?
(I can't work in the poully-fuisse, vomit or car crash, I'm such a loser.)
You can rob Peter to Pay Paul.
Pay Paul.
Papal.
We hate medicine.
If you want to be a real human boy, you'll have to learn to take medicine.
Just so you know.
Tell it to the Pope.
I've never met a robot boy more obsessed with the Pope.
It strikes me as a bit unhealthy.
No Blogging on Good Friday.
Post a Comment