Hell yeah! Straight outta that gourd all night long because TANGO DANCIN’ DOES NOT STOP
Hell yeah! Straight outta that gourd all night long because TANGO DANCIN’ DOES NOT STOP
You haven’t lived if you’ve never dipped shrimp into a mail-order molasses envelope
she dakka on my airframe til i stable-release
Mentally pronouncing this to rhyme with “jacquard” makes me miss Homestar Runner.