Just *hanging* out by himself in the bedroom
The elephants found out that they were being paid peanuts compared to the rest of the troupe and the ringleader was taking the lions share.
Because those men already have boyfriends.
Me: "Going on twitter to hang out." H: "Twitter is an app, not a place." Me: *whispers venomously* "Is too a place!!"
They make rotten friends
Gold Scars.
It was happy hour.
Doubloons.
Look for his footprints in the ice cream.
I've trapped it in my bedroom, send help...
A reptile dysfunction
