Empire = dirt Crown = thorns/shit (JC/NIN) Chair = liar’s
Empire = dirt Crown = thorns/shit (JC/NIN) Chair = liar’s
Yet, still passable with drawn butter and lemon wedges.
It’s 9AM on a Saturday And I am dropping a deuce There’s a piano sitting next me My bowels are sloppy and loose
“Maybe a bit too relatable?” - Billy Joel (probably)
POON. Muad’Deepthroat. Feyd-Rawdog. The story just lends itself to porn parody.
Faburgé
Fuck you. Respectfully.
You remember the face of your father.
Shau-dere? Shau-dere? It’s “chowdah.” Say it right!
Napoleon Dynadidn’t