Re: All I Got Left is My THREAD BOMBS!
Proof, if it were ever needed, that men never ever grow up.
I resent that remark. I'm off to sulk in my room.*stamps foot*
Miss Haynes, if you're ever under a falling building and somebody runs up and offers to pick you up and carry you to safety, don't think, don't pause, don't hesitate for a moment, just spit in his eye.