by Philk » Thu Feb 04, 2016 3:42 am
Too cure for me to handle, gonna have to eat until I explode, please make good use of my key and take good care of my children.
Listen Honey...
Ain't no corral high
Ain't no pond low
Ain't no vacpack wide enough honey
If I need you, taste you
No matter where you are
No matter how far
Honey plort, my honey