Just a quick note, I’m on my way out the door to pick up Scoot Free from our place of endentured servitude. If you are ever offered what looks to be a tasty treat made from the flesh of the innocent I beg you reconsider for it may contain the toasty souls of the damned. Just a warning.
CrotchAlthough toasty souls might just hit the spot on a cold lonley night. They’re not damned for nothing you know.