I've been knocking over Death's Harley for awhile now. And if Death had a girl, I'd kiss her right in front of him. Why? 'Cuz "Bring it on, Death!"
When I'm not fighting Death, I'm seeking Truth. Or, you know, a cookie.
This is true.
I miss these days. (Okay, to be honest, I still got one of these covered.)
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