Originally posted by Bardock42
Hmm, not necessarily a pineapple. More...like a fish, you know?
Ahh, yes. Fish. Fish that taste fishy. I like. I very yes like. Soy maynee times. Like the time I was a manta ray, and you...yes, you...you were like a squid: slippery, full of life, living life like the next day was the sweetest apple you ever did eat. We had those times, and they're part of our life. The next tomorrow will be sweeter, but they will never erase the dream that was today.
Originally posted by Rogue Jedi
I met Bardock one day while in a mexican jail. He dropped the soap, and the rest is history.
Tell me more about his story, I'm interested to know...