Literature
paris my way
harley: I love Paris in the springtime!
Je t'aime Paris in the fall!
duncan: That's great, harley! Keep going!
harley: It's the city of love in the summer!
But now, it's just a bummer!
'Cause...
duncan broke my heart and chewed it up and spit it out and then, stepped on it and threw it down a sewer and called it names and then, laughed!
Oui, my friends! You must never trust a boy!
Oui, my friends! They will treat you like a toy!
Oui, my friends! They will-!
Aww...
Break your heart and chew it up and spit it out and step on it and throw it down a sewer and call it names, and then, laugh!
duncan: Wait up! Harley!
charlie: Oui, my f