May the fleas of a thousand camels invade the crotch of the person that ruins your day. And may their arms be to short too scratch

don't make me throw my boot at you, because I will, you grumpy high testosterone driven male

Love is relentless, and so am I ;)

Its done.' Penteluck announced and scooped some onto a spoon for Zayne to drink.'No chance, you first. You're already dead it won't kill you if you drink it.'Penteluck frowned. 'Zayne I'm already dead, how will you know if it will kill you in the first place?'She shrugged, 'it helps i guess.