If I ever “pass away” instead of die, I hope to go to a land where volcanoes spout beer nonstop and stripper factories abound. Most likely though, I’ll just be underground thinking, “It’s dark in here.”
If I ever “pass away” instead of die, I hope to go to a land where volcanoes spout beer nonstop and stripper factories abound. Most likely though, I’ll just be underground thinking, “It’s dark in here.”