A TRUCK SEEKS ITS NATURAL PREY... BICYCLES.
You may call her Mona Lisa, but she's also Whisker's Mother.
Come now, it wasn't that bad. Mother, if you continue insisting that my suitors dine upon your cooking, I shall never marry.
Pew! Pew! Pew! If you drank fewer martinis you might have money for bullets.
I Hath a Fever. Verily, the only prescription 'tis more cowbell.
I haz a grumpy.
Ah, the reflection in this pan is so clear and shiny, I can see my youth fading away...
Flatulus knew he overdid the deviled eggs.
I WAS A BIKER GANG'S PLAYTHING by Hortense HoneyBottom
I'm ready. Me too. I'm still damp. I'm good. I need a few more minutes. Hey girls, I just thought of something. Instead of wearing them while they dry, why don't we just hang the clothes out by themselves?
c'mon girlies!!! we have to get to bingo!!!!
Yep. This is definitely the Cat House.
What sorcery is this "Sudoku"?
It's .25 cents the first letter, $1.00 each additional letter. Write me now... I'm waiting for you.
Why don't you tell me when you have an orgasm? I would, but you're never home when it occurs.
Wake me up before you gogh gogh