Dit was de laatste:
Let's go outside and all join hands, but until then you'll never understand…
“Nothing like a nice tentacle-slap across the maw to set the tone for the week, eh? ”
"We accept the love we think we deserve."
Just doing what I can
tiptoe through the tulips...
We're all mad here.
Tell me, my friend. Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?