You have to tell the story. I have so many questions. What I'm picturing in my mind can't possibly be correct. All I see is a cassette going tentacle monster. Please tell me that's not what happened... Why do I suddenly feel traumatized as well?
I'm going to say yes... It is my professional opinion that is why. You really need to stop eating candy you find on plates in the alley. I didn't leave that lying there for you..:blob_hmm_two:
And there's chocolate that will kill you with Viagra? The worlds gone mad. Everyone gets chocolate chip cookies.
https://www.yahoo.com/news/articles/chocolate-spiked-potentially-life-threatening-103307171.html
After learning of the existence of Pilk and Oreo Coke, I feel it's imperative I say this. In case no one's told you they love you today... Don't expect me to pick up their slack. :blob_unamused:
The imagery alone is enough to cause nightmares. I'm picturing brown cottage cheese plopping wetly into a glass. People obviously suck. What do they call this travesty? It has to have a name.
Oh, it's a political thing... Yeah, I wouldn't hold my breath guys. All I'll say is history is written by the victors, the CIA has controlled the media since operation mockingbird, and if you think war crimes exist, then I encourage you to research historical instances of whatever you think they...
If you were a nineties kid hen the oven thing makes perfect sense. They got stuck in those things all the time. That's why Hanzel and Gretel were so popular...