I am waiting for a street Car With my Mother on Queen and yonge streets and it Sucks Because the streetcar is Late!
|You know what you want, when you want it, and your mate had better damned well give it to you, or there'll be hell to pay. You can be a brat at times--okay, most of the time, and tend to have tantrums when you don't get what you want. Like jewelry. And chocolates. And a mate that fawns on you like a puppy, you little bitch.|