Please sir, my enemy, it is public.
WitchypooRose
Please sir, my Richard is Little.
Gabrielle
Please sir, my Heads are Talking.
Please, sir, my Dead are Grateful.
Geste
Please sir, my Murphys are dropkicks.
ɔıN
Please sir, my melon is blind
geist
Please, sir. My Jane, she’s addicted.
Nicole Votes Becerra
Brüchmann
Please sir, my trees, they are screaming
geist
Please sir, my ladies, they are barenaked
[Sic] Burns
Please, sir.
My boy has fallen out.
Kate • Pride🩷Month💜Edition💙
please sir, my bizkit
it is limp
K Spesh
No one really limps their bizkit anymore or chemicals their romance.