When she wants to speak to Death’s manager’s manager, is that God or is it Deaths all the way down?
No one will ever believe I ate one of your fries.
When she wants to speak to Death’s manager’s manager, is that God or is it Deaths all the way down?
God meant to kill the cat Baxter from the Meow Mix commercials; everything is still going according to plan.
500 million years for us to harvest their sweet, sweet blue blood.
“Now, scratch the base of my tail and I will give you a better look.”