"Her teeth were like stars,
They came out at night.
Her face shown like the moon,
Pockmarked and cratered.
She was my melancholy baby
She had a head like a melon and a face like a collie.
God I'll miss her."
Arachnivistic Velocity The speed at which an arachnophobe retreats from a spider. Can be expressed as: A v=1/D a Where A v is the speed of the…
He was a pussy...i give you true seaborne terror.... HOVERSHARK WITH FRICKIN' EYE LASERS!!!!! RUN AWAAAAAAY!
I thought those darned illegals were taking away jobs that "Good Americans need and want", that they were denying us paying jobs in hard times. It…