Apparently the formula for Dr. Pepper is not old, so is its education.
Oh, don't mind me. I'm just hurt fillings from time-to-time and try to feel the void that is empty inside of me.
Yeah, I'm a taunter.
Dr. Pepper - sugar-energy for the wary, weary WWII woman worker.
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This post is neither fantastic or terrific. Perhaps you should change your name to Fozzie, as the post is childish.
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