Showing his mortality. Like a skull tat.
Yous guys got me all wrong. I was on the waterfront here lookin at da boids. Yeah, dats it! I was feedin the boids! Me and my pals were feedin the boids. We weren’t playin no racketball that’s for sure.
And no more drinking from the creamer carton!
PETA might investigate. The guy might have kicked it out.
Sam and Ella’s kitchen.
Just wait until you step on their welcome mat.
It wont be grand anymore.
What if his phone has a virus?
Food often turns on me.