As if the color of your car didn’t give me enough of a headache, that awful attempt at a sentence just put me into the dark.
Nobody ever talks about the Father of Dragons.
“Whatchu gonna do with all that junk, all that junk inside yo trunk?” – Oh, just put it on the roof. Ok, guess that answers that.
I kinda want to know what James did to the window. Maybe that guy is James. If he is James I don’t even need an explanation I’m automatically on the “Fuck you James” bandwagon.