DON’T GO BACON MY HEART
On December 7, 2016
by LYZ
I may have some bad days but donut worry, I’m fine. Unless you go bacon my heart, ya know? But if that ever happens I’ll have to dill with it. I’m a pretty chill-ie person. And have a great personali-tea. Cheez-us Christ, I’m such an egg. But I crack you up, right? You have guac to be kidding me. Don’t snicker at me, I’ll crunch tour face with my hands. Just artijoking, you know I’m bananas about y’all. Well, would you look at the thyme, pasta la vista baby.
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