when you were young, oh, how the sun shone, and beneath your feet, the greenest of grass would grow? Re-enact, the murder from memory, I did to it, just what it did to me, it got OLD, it would not touch me again, understand you were not meant to understand, it was…
…batch of cake burnt!
This is becoming a real problem especially with the upcoming Gala hosted in honour of Filthy Rich’s late grandfather Obscenely Rich! Maybe we shouldn’t use 4 metric tons of nitroglycerin in the batches, or maybe we should….
that is inside the body without bandages. ♪Evicted from your house, they have impounded your car, your next dinner is in the garbage can, unless it is time to starve, cannot afford to live, I fear it is time to die, you will…