Penicillin that packs the
*PUNCH*
“No more Red Bull for you!”
Ow, curdling of the cream
“No more White Russians for me!”
Eyes became a hot Atacama dry
“Ah, now that’s the stuff, the quench of a classic.”
Penicillin that packs the
*PUNCH*
“No more Red Bull for you!”
Ow, curdling of the cream
“No more White Russians for me!”
Eyes became a hot Atacama dry
“Ah, now that’s the stuff, the quench of a classic.”
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