Gee. Are you sure we haven’t met, you look familiar. I’m having some bloody Mary. Would you like some. She’s not bad if you add a little salt. Well, maybe a lot of salt. Could you pass the ketchup please. Oh, watch out for the bones, you could crack a filling.
I know your dress is torn and you look a mess, but my friends are dying to meet you.
Let your fingers do the walking if you still have any and click this critical link to one of my horror collections: