I was telling my mate, “My son became like a vampire when he reached his teens.”
“Why?” he asked. “Is he a pain in the neck and sleeps all day?”
“No,” I replied. “Hes dead.”
I was telling my mate, “My son became like a vampire when he reached his teens.”
“Why?” he asked. “Is he a pain in the neck and sleeps all day?”
“No,” I replied. “Hes dead.”