Doesn't matter, they both taste the same.
Eric Clapton would never let a bag of cocaine fall out of a window.
A sadist is honest about his intentions. That probably wasn't funny, but what do I know?
Cot-on-wool.
Doesn't matter, still born.
What I hear: How much of this sandwich can you fit in your mouth
On rye on rye on rye.
Because black boards matter.
What's the matter You look flushed!
I don't know, I'm in a coma.
A tongue
