He's on route.
Because it broke every branch of the law.
It is as close as they can get to making love to a tree.
They cut a head
You stay here, I'll go on a head!
A: They place flowers on the grave.
Cupigs!
The coming of the Lord.
A baby falling out of an airplane.
Mom: I'm routing for it to be over.
A: Cos they've no idea of the route.
