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[callingallcars]

Mr Brightside but every adjective and noun is beet and said by Google translate

Coming out of my beet

And I've been doing just fine

Gotta gotta be beet

Because I want beet

It started out with a beet

How did it end up like this?

It was only a beet, it was only a beet

Now I'm falling asleep

And she's calling a beet

While he's having a beet

And she's taking a beet

Now they're going to beet

And my stomach is beet

And it's all in my beet

But she's touching his beet now

He takes off her beet now

Let me go

And I just can't look, it's killing me

And taking control

Jealousy, turning beets into the beet

Swimming through sick beets

Choking on your beets

But it's just the beet I pay

Beet is calling me

Open up my eager beets

'Cause I'm Mr. Beetside

This is a monstrosity I apologise

submitted by manyfandomsilove

[callingallcars]

beets, gimme beets, gimme beets, i dont need it but i'll sell what you got

this is so good i dont even have a witty response i genuinely love this

[callingallcars]

*sees good new merch for a band* “oh nice”

*sees good new merch for a band and its on a crew neck* “oh nice”

[callingallcars]

She paints her fingers with a close precision

He starts to notice empty bottles of beets

And takes a moment to assess the beets she paid for

A lonely speaker in a conversation

Her beets are swimming through his ears again

There’s nothing wrong with just a beet of what you’ve paid for

Say what you mean tell me I’m right

And let the beets rain down on me

Give me a beet I want to believe

Woah, Mona beetsa

You’re guaranteed to run this town

Woah, Mona beetsa

I’d pay to see your beets

He senses something, call it desperation

Another beet, another day

And if she had the proper beets to give, she would give them

But she’d have nothing left to sell him

Say what you mean, tell me I’m right

And let the beets rain down on me

Give me a beet I want to believe

Woah, Mona beetsa

You’re guaranteed to run this town

Woah, Mona beetsa

I’d pay to see your beets

Mona beetsa, wear me out

I’m pleased to please ya

Mona beetsa, wear me out

Say what you mean, tell me I’m right

And let the beets rain down on me

Give me a beet I want to believe

Woah, Mona beetsa

I’d pay you see your beets

Say what you mean, tell me I’m right

And let the beets rain down on me

Give me a beet, I wanna believe

There’s nothing wrong with just a beet of what you paid for

submitted by donttelltheteacher

[callingallcars]

The moose is a fucking beast of an animal and we somehow tried to make cheese from it and failed

i have such a canadian answer for this one. I have almost accidentally hit approximately 4 meese (*gerard way voice* “fuck off its meese”) in my car because, as big as these fuckers are, they are Silent. these shits are apex fucking predators, and u Do Not know one is in front of u if theres a curve or a hill until its almost too late. Everyone terrified of lions and hippos when really you should fear the 8 foot tall mass of muscle with tree trunks attached to its head that can also swim and dive

[callingallcars]

i saw this today, and it just kinda reminded me of ur account soo! submitted by decaffeinatedgardensong

[callingallcars]

Spiciness isn't a taste but it is a sensation . It tricks your body to think it is a lot hotter than it is. That's why drinking cold water "tricks" your body into thinking it it out but it won't trick for long and that is why it goes back to being hot

actual life hack. hack ur tongue. u cant tell me what to do, tastebuds!!

[callingallcars]

ok I know someone already did this songbird like,,,,, don’t let them take the light beet-hind your eyes

someone did a different version tho! it was dont let them take the light behind your beets i believe. this counts as a new one. i love it