Lorie Shaull:
I've always fancied you
Lorie Shaull:
Happy Valentines Day Sir!
Lorie Shaull:
"A bit late to the Easter Parade, Sir"
Lorie Shaull:
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas
Lorie Shaull:
So you had one bad summer at camp?
Lorie Shaull:
I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Lorie Shaull:
"I’mma be under the mistletoe with you, shawty"
Lorie Shaull:
The day the statues decided to ski
Lorie Shaull:
Shalom