She's slobber all over him, and he'd be trying to shoo her away, bless.
I think that the Mays would spend hours thinking up a really excellent plan, and then carry it out with alarming precision, and I don't know how well Clarkson fits into the plan.
Of course I mock your brain ;).
"Hey, you, me, other me, wait a minute" "What?" "He hasn't moved for a while now, has he?" "No. And?" "Do you think that maybe we've shagged him to death?" "What? No. No, see, I can feel his pulse, and he's breathing." "Oh, okay. Good."
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I think that the Mays would spend hours thinking up a really excellent plan, and then carry it out with alarming precision, and I don't know how well Clarkson fits into the plan.
Of course I mock your brain ;).
"Hey, you, me, other me, wait a minute"
"What?"
"He hasn't moved for a while now, has he?"
"No. And?"
"Do you think that maybe we've shagged him to death?"
"What? No. No, see, I can feel his pulse, and he's breathing."
"Oh, okay. Good."