Because every Rose has its Hawthorne
Ronald MacAardvark!
Count the stars in the sky and that's how much I love you "But it's so cloudy" *pats her on the head* Yeah I know
He hides in an acorn and waits for a bird to carry him up.
They never carry their own weight.
They've both committed atrocities in South American stadiums.
Bette of roses!
Gets down on his SHA-NA-NA-NA-NA-KNEES! KNEES!