Get off me daddy, you're crushing my smokes
Yours.
For smoking in bed.
Pump Kin
Because they never dig up daddies.
SON: I WILL CRUSH MY ENEMIES ME: *nervous laughter* No, the other thing SON: Oh. Thank you
Oh yeah. Imagination.
a crime fighter.
Her teacher told her to go home and do an essay.
She went to Jared.