Made For Walking...but not through fire, if you read the label.
Please Step Out Of The Vehicle, Sir.Kim over for dinner, Cosmo and Wii, then off to 40th to meet Ben [and, coincidentally, Jess]. We sat there for a while, and then picked up Nick before going to sit by the lake.
I love nights like these :)
Want a quote?
- Ryan climbed in there once.
- Did he ever get out?
Why did I kill my girlfriend?
Lest anyone asks: Satire = a literary composition, in verse or prose, in which human folly and vice are held up to scorn, derision, or ridicule.
How do you use crystal meth?
I dunno, let's ask Ben.
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