Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
What this planet needs is a twenty-foot flying predator.
Perhaps they will hooked oh phonics while in the pookie.
I thought of just calling the post "Fayl".
F-ing priceless! Coffee passed through my sinuses. Or is that synises?
They don't call it Dope for nothing.
Note to Pedro--Paint the truck, THEN do the Quality Control checks on the cargo!
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