But don't get tongue-tied.
On the other hand, don't go telling tails either!
Lies loom large over us all. Keep your Hanes out of that jar.
Coat you red-handed with the stolen hoods. Not a very cape-able crook are you? Time to slap the cuffs on.
I gotta get out of here. Where'd I parka the car?
Are some of you making veiled threats? Hat's not very sporting of you.
I'm washing my Hanes of this whole thread!
Now, now, leather speak, she might have something important to say.
You won't per-suede me of that.
Still, maybe we can knit things back together.
Maybe she'll see the Arrow of her ways.
That was quite a change of heart. Singing a new thong, are you?
Tunic your finger, try slicing some mushroom caps (instructions for those who enjoy self-injury
).
That would cause distress.
Let it out, you'll feel better.
I just love you guys. You're fedora-ble.
blacksmithn wrote:I just love you guys. You're fedora-ble.
We've taken a cotton to you, too.
