[Quiet background silence of indoors. Rustling of matress]
Oooohh.....not good... not grood.
Doc...Doc... Am I gonna make it?! Am I gonna see the shores of home again?
Why did the bulby fruity thingy have to be so prweety?
When I swallowed the first one, shure I wanted to spit fur distance, but when wheels pop outta my feet,  I thought I'd save the up- ( Read more... )