If You Met The Litster Above You In a Dark Alley, WWYD?

I'd look at him rolling up his sleeves and think to myself This guy's ready to throw down with some fisticuffs, so I'd open a can of whup-ass and have a row. :D
"ten bucks for the meteor shit, twenty with the meteor."
 
I'd give him a mint. Most ladies don't go for the dragon breath.
 
Engage in a written account of how many times it takes him to obliterated the strawberry lollipop, in a lapping manner.
 
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