Ginger ale.
North of the Wal-Mart
Where The Wildlings Are
In Fort Launderdale.
Because old habits die hard.
Ginger ale!
Because it's wal-mart.
Well, it's got everyone out and about, celebrating another revolution.....
Because they don't appreciate random people knocking on their door.
They both have boys pants half off. I'm going to hell
Because there is a target in every corner.
The Know-Nothings!
For the Watch.
Me: You really aren't my kid are you
Say the drinks are on the house
