I sneezed again. I guess it took me this long to find out I was allergic to skank.

“Robbie Oliver could call me Pooey-Poo-Poo Smelly Face if he wanted to.”

“She needs to let loose, I thought you could help her.”“Isn’t that your job?”“No…”

“Well, to what do we owe the honor of your presence?" I asked snidely. National …”

“Will you burn with me?" she asked. "Or will you go free?"I grabbed her face as …”