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5 months agoGoldeneye
Goldeneye
Reservoir Dogs, O Brother Where Art Though, Blues Brothers, From Dusk til Dawn,
That’s no Jesus, that’s a Phil Collins!
Something nobody wants helping destroy something everyone needs.
Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote, The droghte of March hath perced to the roote, And bathed every veyne in swich licóur Of which vertú engendred is the flour;
I’ve got 6 minutes of salary saved, this is adulting!
Yep but instead of throwing them away in the trash can that’s across the house I toss them into the convenient clothes hamper and end up wearing them again
“Don’t think about that for too long or blood will begin to shoot out your nose!”