I love the pokey, mon.
Mind if I Slytherin
He asks with a large smile on his face.
Is unwise, apparently.
She hits women
Because 50% of the taste is in the smell.
Because they always steal the show.
They came in like a wrecking ball.
Because time was always running out.
Small medium at large.
Because he might Pikachu!
A Zikachu
Benjammin Moore mon
Mon, soon.
The 'mons of Venus.
Dey both sinna, mon!