"Go back to Mexico," shouted the 9-10 year-olds at the other 9-10 year-olds and their parents, at the robotics competition.
Those bad apples have me worried about the rest of the bunch.
ok-cleek
Man I had a dreadful flight
"Go back to Mexico," shouted the 9-10 year-olds at the other 9-10 year-olds and their parents, at the robotics competition.
Those bad apples have me worried about the rest of the bunch.
This is Kaliyuga, buddy, the Iron Age.
Anybody over sixteen without an ulcer’s a goddam spy