until the babysitters swarm…
Category Archive: Postaday
It’s raining,
It’s pouring…
I am hurt,
I am very much hurt.
And now…
I wrote a book,
It was called “Matches, Strike on Box…”
It wasn’t me in control of my body, when I ate the second half of the chocolate cake…
A lot of other languages,
Use compound words liberally…
They faked the moon landing, all right
but not in the way you think
The following are fun facts about the garden snail:
This is the tenth getaway car this year…
I don’t like your tone…
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