De Niro show'd range.
Sang the bum, drolly:
“A little spare change…?”
Moral:
Take me out of the ball game.
I breathe only air smuggled in from Brigge Fair, while I drink only water from Perth. All the food I consume must be grown in Khartoum...
Ha! Good one! Short and Bittersweet my favorite kinda cho-co-laat
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