You've got to admit they're getting better...
...a little better all the time!
Dr. Weintraub enlarged my breasts to an F-cup and made my nipples nice and huge and blurry.
Weak Potion of Depilation. 75 Gold. Look it up, buddy.
Yo, we're just some fly honeys hanging out on the steps of this here church bein' fun-lovin' and free!
The singer dove off the stage and crowd surfed in a sort of reverse funeral procession where the person being carried is the only one truly alive. Touching him I felt religious ecstasy and started speaking in tongues and requesting songs that didn't exist.
There's no easy way to put this, so I'll tell it like it is. Bouillon is died. He went missing before the weekend and yesterday I found his skeletonized remains at the bottom of the #3 soup vat during one of my swims. I thought the cream of mushroom soup had an especially nourishing taste, and a lot more clumps of fur and skin than usual.
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