He gives me the hee-bee jee-bee's whenever I see him. I feel like there is "something not quite right", down right creepy.
The one in bed, well, how could you not be disturbed waking up to a strange man in your bed?
The one where he is in the backseat of the guys car....just frightening.
Peeking in the window....hmmm...the guy is showing a pattern of being a deviant.
I just am not sure what message Burger King is sending.
There is a part of me that doesn't want to go IN to a Burger King for fear of running into him. (not that I eat fast food very often, but occasionally I am jonesin' for a flame broiled burger)...
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