Hi, geezer, you alright?

Evening cloud, or humid bow.

Scotland’s most encouraging early source of an attacking threat was Andrew Robertson as the precocious left-back charged forward to good effect on a couple of occasions.

I beat the shit out of that bitch though, not because she was fucking my man but because she knew he was my man and was still fucking him...well I bet that bitch gone think twice next time before she open her legs to another bitch nigga.