They’re the ghosts of all the men who have died having sex with you. Why else would they hang out in your bedroom?
James Taylor
Time to see if hers are just as sensitive, Frank.
You’re destined for greatness, kid. You’re already the star of a comic strip.
Oh, he understands Brandy’s worth. It’s his own worth to her that he seriously undervalues.
No offense to Jerry, but I’d rather have a pint of Cherry Garcia.
My first car, a 1969 Fiat 124 Spyder had a manual choke.
I pity the poor catcher.
Was it “Eggbert?”
Hey Rip, no shirt, no shoes, no pancakes.
They’re the ghosts of all the men who have died having sex with you. Why else would they hang out in your bedroom?