Oh yes, the hilariosity goes on for one last time. Here it is... maybe probably... pants for the memories!
My marvy Luuurve God boyfriend has got the full Humpty Dumpty with me for accidentally twisting with Dave the Laugh.
Which is not actually my fault. I cannot be expected to control my body parts, they pop out unexpectedly and so on.
For instance my lips do ad-hoc puckering up every time Dave the Laugh comes near them, I don*t know why.
Anyway shut up about Dave the Laugh, he has got a GIRLFRIEND.
Not that I care. Or do I?
Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге "Are These My Basoomas I See before Me?" (Louise Rennison)