Zelik]He takes one in the rear while banging his lady.
Welcome to the sausage train! Tuna served in fist class. Brown gravy mash in the caboose.
It is in the end what ever the hell I want it to be. When I am through with it, it will blow a hole this wide into the own world's idea of itself. They are throwing bottles at your house; come on, lets go break their arms.
