Cleave to your mother’s breast; no escape but to crawl backinto the womb; moon it sustains, silver it pertains to your musecareful whom you…
My lessons leave me bruised and bloody — no one ever said experience was kind,but I never needed its boot in my faceto get the point across…
If a dick could speak, it would sound like ma stepda, Danny. In ma Roget’s Thesaurus, Danny’s face is a synonym fir ugly, moron…
“Ma’am?” The man peered at her over his clipboard impatiently.
I am okay.
They shall burn
