Those thoughts again
Yes, those kind
Yes, you’ve had them, too
The ones locked in a box
I try to hide them
How would I look
If I was exposed?
Do you question me?
Are you so perfect?
What’s in your closet?
Yes I’m a vegan
And I crave bacon
Patrick is about to retire, a favourite person in his life introduced him to this site.
Petunia and all the other ponies were excited for the royal parade.
In the morning, they were each given a pork chop and a pea. They devoured their delicious pork chops, all except Petunia. “Pork makes me bloaty,” said Petunia, and ate her pea.
The Princess chose to ride Petunia.
This story is dedicated to Mr. Denoncour’s 7th Grade class, which also provided the title as inspiration.
She was the foxiest lady I ever met.
There was nothing “faux” about the furs she wore. In her mind, “animal cruelty” was a term for describing bear attacks.
I finally asked her to go to dinner with me, but it turned out she was a vegetarian, so I walked.