RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!
You should have known before you accepted an invite from Edgar Allan Poe!
Indeed. No one needs to hear Burl’s tuba solo. Except those poor souls sitting anywhere within 50 feet of him. And then there’s the odor but that’s another story.
Not on purpose but if a product called “PM” was on sale, well, the cops would say it was a murder/suicide or joint suicide or multiple stupidity!
Are we not men? We are Crustwood!
Aw, I thought it was Poisoned Meds!
Um, I think so. I stopped watching that show ages ago. Funny how fast you forget stuff!
Call Doctor Van Nostrand!
Speaking of wind, open those windows Burl! Open up the windows, sucker, let me catch my breath!
Vowels cost you money. Depend when you buy them or if you are from Crustwood, lets face it, you’re going home with nothing!
RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!