I mourn myself before my father’s grave. My tongue, my blood, this air will tell my tale, The proof of which is buried now beneath Those desert sands, beside that river’s shore.
Of noble men so many earth has bared, / But to the great Ali no one compared.
At least it's not your dick.
50 Shades of Bad: Bad this sucks. Bad this hurts. Bad this is sad. Bad this is mad. Bad this isn’t supposed to be this way.
I love you, Mama. I love you, Baba. I love you, siblings. I love you, cousins. I love you, uncle and auntie.
It was a cloudy day in paradise, and the kids came out to play.
The world ends not with a cheeseburger