Sometimes you see something and immediately you know it isn't a question of "if" or "is." You know what I'm talking about. The question that pops into your mind is "how big?". This is one of those moments. You spy a size 5 footprint in white powder on the floor. You follow them into the pantry where you find...
"What's going on in here?!" "I'm just rowin' (rollin')."
Everybody has to a sidekick... might as well be a cutie with a smile that can melt steel.
Think this will hold up in the court of law? Oh, well, it will in this house. GUILTY! There's a saying that imitation is the best form of flattery, um, not if you have to clean up after it.
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