Nothing wrong with that, of course, apart from the repression, but with your daily histrionics you are literally camper than a row of pínk tents.
I wanted crushed ice mixed with cold sweetened creamy coffee. My whole day is now ruined.
Nothing wrong with that, of course, apart from the repression, but with your daily histrionics you are literally camper than a row of pínk tents.
I make a cup, get distracted, come back to it. Cold.
f**king rank.