They're behind me, aren't they?
We never really talk anymore
She comes along, picks off a few bugs, and then leaves. She calls it "symbiotic", but I just sorta feel used.
"You've been watching zombie movies again, haven't you?"
"Tangos at sunset. Chicks dig tangos at sunset."
"sigh If 'Romeo' here steps on my paw ONE. MORE. TIME."
Let's slip over to the oasis and fool around behind the palms.
Ooooo, you always have the best ideas.