the hand bones connected to the hand bone
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the hands got a lot of bones
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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the hand bones connected to the hand bone
the hand bones connected to the hand bone
the hand bones connected to the hand bone
the hands got a lot of bones
you know who’s gay? paul the real estate novelist who never had time for a wife and davey who’s still in the navy and probably will be for life
New headcannon: everyone in that song is gay except the Piano Man who has no idea he’s playing at a gay bar and the staff and regulars have a betting pool on how long he’ll take to finally figure it out. So far John is ahead.
“The manager gives me a smile ‘cause he knows that it’s me they’ve been coming to see” also implies that the Piano Man is possibly an incredibly attractive but oblivious himbo, and if you listen to the rest of it imagining that, this all fits a little too well.
this makes too much sense. Also, the full quote is “Now John at the bar is a friend of mine. He gets me my drinks for free. And he’s quick with a joke or to light up your smoke. But there’s someplace that he’d rather be” Yes, your bed, he wants to be on your bed honey, that’s not a joke, he is flirting with you.
Lighting another man’s cigarette is some old-school gay cruising.
Billy Joel actually addressed this interpretation!
You know, good on him for just rolling with it.
national holiday
some days are really hard and it can be difficult to understand why. but usually its probably because my blood is haunted
Ragebaiting my fat dog? More like master baiting my fat hog!!!!!!!!
❗️Great Hog is displeased by this.
The kingly pig looks taken aback by this statement. "You claim to be 'baiting' our kind?.. A master of it, no less - after all the trust we hsve placed in you?"
- Your relationship with the Hog Society 🐖 is now Unfavourable.
living in the us right now is just a constant stream of
really annoying to have no energy no matter how much sleep you get
jobs for people who cant do or handle anything
db cooper got back on the plane when people weren't looking
And you, Rose Tyler, fat lot of good you were. You gave up on me. Oh, that's rude.
There's a direct correlation between how embarrassing and/or undignified some specific cause of death would be, and how much potential it has for a cool name for a punk band. Consider:
human error
sheer incompetence
rabid pigeons
liquid shits
drowned in shit
chainsaw castration
chinchilla attack
autoerotic electrocution
free museum trips are wasted on unappreciative middle schoolers. let me go
dance fucker dance like you never had a chance