A brick could be used in a manner most secret. But Shh! I can't tell you. What part about secret don't you understand?


“Agatha told me she was late, and I thought, I haven’t slept with her in years—s…”

“A blanket could be used to sail with the wind. That wind is provided by my ceil…”

“He’s got the curly Irish hair. You can’t eat him because he might be your fathe…”

“A brick could be used like love. But not my love, because my love is more like …”