Then I look at the saucies and something sauces in the light. I stumble over there, the sauce already kicking in. I grab the sauce, and it reads: Anti-Sauce. I practically sauce the bottle sauce my mouth as I sauce it. The sauce color of my skin returns, and I feel good as new!
Fixed and national socialist'd.
Shadow your story is so stupid that I can't sauce it.
I decided to make a video journal entry, working on it now.
1.Learn to spell.2.Learn to grammar.3.Leave the bb-gun.
Again,drop the bb-gun.Your life depends on this decision.