I was following the pack all swallowed in their coats with scarves of red tied ’round their throats to keep their little heads from fallin’ in the snow and I turned ’round and there you go and, Michael, you would fall and turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime..
i hated his obsession with pornography and sex,
but they will rue the day they let Ford walk............for years to come
compared with his work, this is a HUGE step down
almost as huge as jumping off a cliff..................
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My time has not yet come- Jesus Christ.