Ouch!!! One hundred and forty two. That was the number of mosquitoes he squished. The number of mosquitoes that squished him was uncountable. His socks were sweaty inside his boots and every step forward

Blessed up, blissed out! I mean, I Am, but, so are you? NO? Yes? Mos Def ? Walking on a treadmill seems strange? , unless playin victim is free. 2 U / when u/ really foreign free range? Hmm, u wish I should