Tell me you don’t do this.
Maintain eye contact.
Plotting. Constantly plotting.
Won’t somebody puhlease think of my un-toasted toast?
Adele quarantined in a CrossFit gym, probably.
All your cherries are belong to me.
Elon is just phoning home.
Common sense Karen has entered the chat.
JIF of regret.
When art mimics reality.
Talk about hey now.
A proper horse drawn hearse from circa 1801.
I can’t beliebe you’ve done this.
Ken knew he shouldn’t dabble in meth… maybe just once.
*2021 has entered the chat…*
The FBI had a learning curve.