If I have to die in a storm, please don’t let it be in a storm named Don. Amen. Pass the waffles.
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Amen, pass the syrup please.
It might be my fault. I might have prayed for the storm to not come to Louisiana. I’m so so sorry.
Boogity, boogity, amen
Yes… nix-a on the Don-a. I love Pig Latin don’t you? So much more fun than the real Latin…and I don’t have to resort to Google Translator