Calm down... I'm not talking about MY kid. I know how hard to punch her. I'm her mother.
He knows where all the naughty girls live.
I don't know I just fly the drone
Tosses them off.
To go to a better place.
I said, "well, you are in a wheelchair".
They can stick to the subject!
Punch them in the hands.
His punches Neverland.
Eric Clapton would let a bag of cocaine fall out the window.
Dead embryos don't tell on their mothers...
Labor day.
They have a lot of patients. Sorry.
You give him space.
