Unused things...
Splendid, wicked, shall we have some apple pie Snookums?
Cornered, I dove into the ocean; oh no my tear ducts! My eyes they were confused.
With this warrior I redeemed my character. He was bold; we walked right through the gate and asked the Moon a favor.
You sneaky little pick pocket, hand over my marrow.
I had a dream once that there were maggots in my oatmeal. I don't eat oatmeal anymore. Or maggots.
Splendid, wicked, shall we have some apple pie Snookums?
Cornered, I dove into the ocean; oh no my tear ducts! My eyes they were confused.
With this warrior I redeemed my character. He was bold; we walked right through the gate and asked the Moon a favor.
You sneaky little pick pocket, hand over my marrow.
I had a dream once that there were maggots in my oatmeal. I don't eat oatmeal anymore. Or maggots.
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nahp:
thx for the love on my set
daffodil1922:
The pendulum would not stop ticking, so I took a hammer to my grandfather. To my surprise, time still continued on, undisturbed.