“I am a Partially Deceased Syndrome sufferer. And what I did in my Untreated State wasn’t my fault.”
You’re gonna go far. And I’ll be right there next to you, telling dumb jokes and embarassing you. This shite with my Dad. I’ll sort it.
Swear I will.
That one goat is like “parkour!”
Thanks for putting money in my commissary account. Running low on smokes.
He looks super grumpy. Probably because there is no one in line yet to smooch his precious lil face.