jayne.justice:
Unf.
jayne.justice:
Move it.
jayne.justice:
My old little man.
jayne.justice:
A promise perhaps?
jayne.justice:
C R E E P Y.
jayne.justice:
Me and Daisy aka the devil.
jayne.justice:
One of my favorites.
jayne.justice:
Staircase of mourning.
jayne.justice:
Ow, that stangs.
jayne.justice:
I'll be back. With weapons.
jayne.justice:
Don't it?
jayne.justice:
This cat.
jayne.justice:
I. hate. shopping.
