Sometimes the best thing in life is to flee.
All good flings come to an end.
You are not the only chicken in the. casket
He was so odd he wore a hat in bed and a codpiece when he fled.
I think blogging is for cowards.We can’t trace reality at all.
You can’t teach a cold blog hot tricks.
He said he was devilish,doctor.Is it a Satandemic?
How my heart sings 