I came, I upvoted, I reposted.
Asked the teacher hoping that someone would say "babies." She was disappointed when all the children cried out "Happy!"
You know they are going to keep coming back, and despite the fact they are weaker each time, you still don't look forward to them.
M'lybdenum.
Post on Sundays.
Ceasar
Yo Momma! My eight-year-old daughter wants to see how many upvotes she can get. Ten-year old brother is interested in downvotes.
To the morgue.
They are afraid of the Reposte.
As many as 27. I'm referring to the number of times good ol' 27 was reposted.
