If he had it his way we’d eat eggs at around 3:30AM every night, never have to share, only talk about gas and never wash our hair. Give him chips and salsa and he’ll love you forever
I wish I could bottle him up.
If he had it his way we’d eat eggs at around 3:30AM every night, never have to share, only talk about gas and never wash our hair. Give him chips and salsa and he’ll love you forever
I wish I could bottle him up.