I made her late, so she made me dinner. And by late I mean pregnant. And by dinner I mean marry her.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseI’m so silent I can hardly hear myself think. But that’s why I bought the scissors and the condom.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseI feel like I’m walking around in a fog. Orafoura doesn’t call me Mr. Mist for nothing.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseI can do a week in a weekend. That’s not how efficient I am, that’s how little I work.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseNovel writing is like heroin addiction; it takes everything you've got.
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