Around the ankles and wrists
Terror wrists.
Girl: Your feet.
Because he wasn't a fungi!
Because he had low elf esteem.
It's been feeling drained
A razor.
Three more payments and I'll be able to shave
They're always picking on him.
Zero. They just keep praising and negging it, and then get upset when it doesn't screw.
Her ankles.
You slow down and use lube ()
"Use the fork, Luke."
Onions" was his dog... D:
Ceasar
On crotches.
The both leave your crotch on fire
