Me: I love you.
Student: A variable who don't need no man
What I mean: "I'm off to smoke a bowl in my car so I can deal with all of you."
It must need Osteo-per-o-sis" Love it.
Koala Lumpur.
You never can tell. The Sandpeople always ride in single file to hide their numbers.
You hide in a field and make carrot noises.
A coin!
Get them back inside the camp!