Is, you think hotdogs are your ally? You merely adopted the homage. I was
born h them, molded by them. I didn' t see the sauce until l was already a bu n.
By then, they were nothing to me .
The hotdogs betray you mouse they belong to me.
Thealaskan 1 wool-'. ago fill] 5
when Gotham is ashes, you have my permission to dine.
in reply to Theclayman it days ago To i,