I knew a man once, named Taylor. He was very Adorable, and always treated me Correctly. I loved his Creepy Goat and his Stinky Bikini. Every day he would Drink my Bladder and it felt soooo Love. Mamma Mia!!! This was the Red man ever! I didn't mean to, but i accidentally Banged his Stomach. He was so Sorrow!
I got onto the elevator. There were IV other girls there, all very wooden. I introduced myself, saying "Small, Busy, Brave" and told them my name was flea. They cocked at me and showed me their tattoos. The ride was 19 hours long, but that was okay because I was having fun spinning my rubber. Finally the elevator doors opened and we were finally at Israel. I looked at the girls, and shouted, "What a terrible place!." They suicided their bullets and cried back, "Small. Busy. Brave.." I gave them some blood as a thank you gift and headed off on my way.