ME: *nodding and sniffing myself* Mashed potatoes with gravy.
In a tone like you have no idea) "No bunny nose" -Made up this morning in bed to a very dissatisfied girlfriend
Both of them can sniff "the goods" but no one can touch!
None, they go commando.
Liberace
Because someone stole his boat.
If your dad knew how you were acting he'd roll over in his gravy
Anyone can mash potatoes!
Walked into a door. Later, another shiner More doors *nods* One does not simply walk into more doors.
