People are born with certain faces, like my father was born with a face that people want to hit.
Your fantasies are unlikely. But beautiful.
My father slapped my thighs with a variety of meats until I began to cry and sulked in the corner. I later became a musician
There's the beautiful people and then there's the rest of us.
Open your mouth wide A universal sigh.
I often steal sandwiches, eat them, and put the container's back., with a signed autograph of my self in its place. It's my way of giving back to society.