Yeah yeah, Curse this sparky.
Ya Know, Like ya do.
Tornados aren't the only
trailer park devastator.
The Pulp Fiction years. Only sissies need oxygen.
Ken never knew what hit him.
My signature smile, insured by Christies of London
for an undisclosed amount.
The Pulp Fiction years. When She Was Good, She Was Very, Very Good.
But When She Was Bad, She Was Amazing.
The Pulp Fiction years. Yup... dames and arsenic... and sometimes peanuts.
The Pulp Fiction years. Ahhh, college... fuzzy memories.
The Pulp Fiction years. Hubba hubba for the handmaiden to unnatural horrors