I have a theory that I really want my kids to know - the only coloration that they make between dad being in films and reality is just a lot of people doing a lot of hard work.
Plunderous is the palate I gift to you openly I hug the universe of our...
The joys of friendship inert the heart and fizzy home bouncing jubilantly...
The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond reeds of water...
Blunders no only friendship binds us to honesty - attracting crypts of...
