Skeleton
He had a name I forgot. He was a rough skeleton, and you'd find him on the street at night. He could talk, even if it made no sense. And he seemed to have a great fondness for cow's milk.
About Skeleton
He had a name I forgot. He was a rough skeleton, and you'd find him on the street at night. He could talk, even if it made no sense. And he seemed to have a great fondness for cow's milk.