After snorting just one line of parmesan at the local discotheque on that fateful night, Michael Mouse would forever be transformed into Mickey Mouse.
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After snorting just one line of parmesan at the local discotheque on that fateful night, Michael Mouse would forever be transformed into Mickey Mouse.
As seen in the Eddie Money wing of the Smithsonian. Two Tickets to mediocrity.
Would the real slim shady please get framed.
Thanks, but I’m busy that day.
Sculpture class hasn’t been the same since we started listening to Enya.
Shouldn’t it be “While My Panpipe Gently Weeps”?
We will rock you. We will then mass produce you at our production facility in Taiwan. Then, we will package you, market you appropriately, and sell you at a fair retail price.
If you’re happy and you know it clap you’re hands eat a vhs tape with a peanut-butter sandwich?
Hey Raffi, Why you gotta hate on Jelly?
