DAVEY... Davey, Davey, Davey. The epitome of what MC's SHOULD be doing INSTEAD of listening to the villain's evil schemes via monologue for 20 minutes.
I'd bend over for fancy fried chicken, too, baby, I get it.
Actually it’s that easy! Don’t need fancy stuff, buy me some fried chicken, be nice and I am yours hahah
LMFAOOO
When both yall wearing glasses.
You have to angle the smooch or take them off and kinda guess where y'all lips are. Good times.
SCREEEEEEEEEE