Attila the Dentist. He's real! (Don't go there.)
Baked ham, I can tell you, has few to no conversational skills, at least the one that I ate last week, I didn't really want to, but what else could I do at that point?
Become a potato for a day. You can do it, I know you can.
Bee juice: I take no responsibility for this, not now, not ever..
Diaries on fire, and about time, too.
Frenly Denwat's School of Freestyle Tango. Recently repainted. (Smells better now.)
Fried cream, better tasting than fried ugly. For most of us, although the frightening fish of Frisbee Flats may disagree. I personally rely only on fruit-based safety techniques.
I -uh- didn't want to say this to your face, but -uh- never mind. You'll find out one way or another, eventually. And if you're lucky, it won't be too late by then either.
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