Doc: I'm not Me: You said you were Doc: I lied. You got a month. HAPPY NOW
HERE LIES FRANKENSTEIN'S MONSTER. MAY HE REST IN PIECES.
Shakira. Her hips don't lie.
See ya next month.
Ten years Ten months Ten-" "Nine... Eight..."
Google. Google docs.
he's legitimately concerned.
The later you get home, the happier one is to see you
