Midnight Rider
New member
Granted, but of course you're eaten and the person who eats you happens to be me. I chew very, very hard, then decide meatballs are diskusting and spit you out in the trash. A dog dumps over the trash can and upon finding a chewed-up meatball, proceeds to play with it. You vetry unfortuetly end up in a fresh pile of horse manure. Congrats.
I wish I had a horse. A GOOD onme that nobody kills. Whatever happenms to me happens to you.
I wish I had a horse. A GOOD onme that nobody kills. Whatever happenms to me happens to you.