Rosemary’s the one wearing the (soiled) pants in the group again, I see. Quite the crowning touch.
Well, at least she didn’t shoot him.
Yet.
Finally, a smile on her face, a song in her heart, and a couple of pistols in her pockets! Dream large, girl, the world is your oyster.
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Rosemary’s the one wearing the (soiled) pants in the group again, I see. Quite the crowning touch.
Well, at least she didn’t shoot him.
Yet.
Finally, a smile on her face, a song in her heart, and a couple of pistols in her pockets! Dream large, girl, the world is your oyster.