But When A Girl Gives A Boy

I Don't Guess. I Think. I Ponder. I Deduce. Then I Decide. But I Never Guess.

Fezzik's In Trouble, Bubble Bubble, His Brain Is Just Not In The Pink, His Mind Is Rubble, Rub-a-dub Double, Because Everyone Needs Him To Think.

Who Are You?" "no One Of Consequence." "i Must Know." "get Used To Disappointment.

The Boys. The Village Boys. The Beef-witted Featherbrained Rattleskulled Clodpated Dimdomed Noodle-noggined Sapheaded Lunk-knobbed Boys. How Could Anybody Accuse Her Of Stealing Them? Why Would Anybody Want Them Anyway?

Mawwage. Mawwage Is What Bwings Us Together Today.