Sniff-sniff....I smell a blood feud fixin to happen <tunes up banjo> Possum's cookin so when y'all done whumpin each other on the melon wash up and comeon in for supper. And leave that dadblasted corncob pipe outside. Heavens...
Sniff-sniff....I smell a blood feud fixin to happen <tunes up banjo> Possum's cookin so when y'all done whumpin each other on the melon wash up and comeon in for supper. And leave that dadblasted corncob pipe outside. Heavens...
Yeah...I'm a furry...Deal with it!
BooB...huhhuhhuh...
darn. Now this baked possum is going to go to waste.
Yeah...I'm a furry...Deal with it!
"A night sky full of cries. Hearts filled with lies. The contract: is it worth the price?"