Walking around my apartment saying stuff like “I like you, Harry! I can tell you’re goated with the sauce” in Evrart Claire’s voice
Walking around my apartment saying stuff like “I like you, Harry! I can tell you’re goated with the sauce” in Evrart Claire’s voice
the ruling classes fear one thing the most, harry: a quirked up jamrock boy
We’re kindred spirits Harry. When I first heard tale of Officer DuBois of the RCM I thought to myself, he just like me for real