If I saw you die but did not have a camera, I would paint a picture of it from memory and hang it in my livingroom
I am going to frame you for framing me for murder and then expose you in court
I am going to bring the dinosaurs back to life and tell them it is your fault they died
When I think of “drill”, I think of a juicy butt
You smell like you have been eating dirty diapers and making out with poor children for a month and a half
