This boy doesn’t do anything small. Whether he’s playing, running, loving or slobbering, he goes big, every time. Makes Beethoven look like a pansy. He is Moby. Have a good weekend.
If I die in the near future, I want my corpse to be fed to Moby. I want his excrement to be collected and THAT is what I want to be buried in my name. Of course, prior to the burial there will be a wake where people can say farewell.
If I die in the near future, I want my corpse to be fed to Moby. I want his excrement to be collected and THAT is what I want to be buried in my name. Of course, prior to the burial there will be a wake where people can say farewell.