ITT: We sing Imagine one word at a time.
I'll start
IMAGINE
ITT: We sing Imagine one word at a time.
I'll start
IMAGINE
WE
BEATING
THE
>/r/ someone actually sings it when we are done with vocal lyrics
Imagine no religion, Morty.
SHIT
OUT
...
I
PUNCH
OF
fuck off with your shitty marxist song
VAGINA
BURIED
SPOUSE
PAUL
IS
WALRUS
TAKYON
SEMEN
STAINS
YOKO
MY
Holy shit the most overated song from the most overated """"""""artist"""""". Fuck off normie
SHARONA
ALSO
>Fuck off normie
>normie
How is your first day here?
HE WAS BORN SCENTLESS AND SENSELESS
DERAILED
THREAD
HEY BUNGALOW BILL
NIGGER
CRANBERRY SAUCE
CUNT
SNEED
KNICKERS
SCARUFFI
THE FACT THAT
SO MANY BOOKS
STILL NAME
THE BEATLES
THE BEATLES
AS THE GREATEST
OR MOST INFLUENTIAL
ROCK BAND
EVER
WIFE
ONLY TELLS YOU
IS SOMEONE GETTING THE BEEEEST
THE BEEEESSST
THE BEEEEST
THE BEEEEEEST OF YOUUU?
I'M A CREEP
HOW FAR ROCK MUSIC
STILL IS
Imagine being Arnold in that scene and having to be all like "damn, Jamie Curtis, you fuckin' fine, all sexy with your tight body and horrific androgynous monster face. I would totally have sex with you, both my character and the real me." when all he really wants to do is fuck another 16 year old in his dressing room. Like seriously imagine having to be Arnold and not only sit in that chair while Jamie Lee Curtis flaunts her disgusting body in front of you, the favorable lighting barely concealing her stretchmarks and leathery skin, and just sit there, take after take, hour after hour, while she perfected that dance. Not only having to tolerate her monstrous fucking visage but her haughty attitude as everyone on set tells her she's STILL GOT IT and DAMN, JAMIE LEE CURTIS LOOKS LIKE *THAT*?? because they're not the ones who have to sit there and watch her mannish fucking gremlin face contort into types of grimaces you didn't even know existed before that day. You've been fucking nothing but a healthy diet of blondes and supermodels and later alleged rape victims for your ENTIRE CAREER coming straight out of the boonies in Austria. You've never even seen anything this fucking disgusting before, and now you swear you can taste the sweat that's breaking out on her dimpled stomach as she sucks it in to writhe it suggestively at you, smugly assured that you are enjoying the opportunity to get paid to sit there and revel in her "statuesque (for that is what she calls herself)" beauty, the beauty she worked so hard for with personal trainers in the previous months. And then the director calls for another take, and you know you could kill every single person in this room before the studio security could put you down, but you sit there and endure, because you're fucking Arnold. You're not going to lose your future political career over this. Just bear it. Hide your face and bear it.
CROISSANT
FROM BECOMING
A SERIOUS ART
Wtf dude I fapped to that scene countless times
The fact that so many books still name the Beatles as “the greatest or most significant or most influential” rock band ever only tells you how far rock music still is from becoming a serious art. Jazz critics have long recognized that the greatest jazz musicians of all times are Duke Ellington and John Coltrane, who were not the most famous or richest or best sellers of their times, let alone of all times. Classical critics rank the highly controversial Beethoven over classical musicians who were highly popular in courts around Europe. Rock critics are still blinded by commercial success. The Beatles sold more than anyone else (not true, by the way), therefore they must have been the greatest. Jazz critics grow up listening to a lot of jazz music of the past, classical critics grow up listening to a lot of classical music of the past. Rock critics are often totally ignorant of the rock music of the past, they barely know the best sellers. No wonder they will think that the Beatles did anything worthy of being saved.
cum in my ass daddy
NOW IF I FUCK THIS MODEL
>tfw no big tiddy goth gf
AND SHE JUST BLEACHED HER ASSHOLE
MOTHER
YUCK
TAKE A
JUST BEAT IT BEAT IT BEAT IT
NO ONE WANTS TO BE DEFEATED