mclennon fandom i’m calling you out
Yall act like Paul is shorter than John! Yall draw him like a teeny weeny bottom bitch twink! Yall are scared of the fact that Paul could bench press John if he felt like it! Yall see Paul’s sultry eyelashes and feminine wiles and think “fainting couch waifu!” Yall act like John wasn’t constantly jerking off to the thought of Paul sitting on his face every hour of every day crushing his windpipe with those thick thighs while Paul called him a dirty boy! You’re wrong that Paul was shorter than him! You’re all wrong wrong wrong! Paul is taller than John! He could have easily bent John over the piano right in front of Billy Preston and rammed John like he was a break up album! Paul had the height and the reach!
What yall think McLennon was:
what McLennon ACTUALLY WAS:
The Beatles ENDED because John Lennon was too scared to admit that he was in love with his absolute UNIT of a songwriting partner! That he wanted his bussy slammed and jammed by a Liverpudlian Amazon warrior woman that he met at some garden party and watched grow up into a beautiful bass player who eye fucked him every single day they spent together! Paul is a tall strong independent woman who could fold John into his handbag and carry him around!
Fools! Fools! Fools!!!!!
