Poker Face
Satellite of Love
- My perspicacity fails me when attempting to express the fact that I harbor romantic feelings in regards to yourself. Therefore, I shall relate this in the form of rhythmic verse set to music.
- Correct Indeed Sure Yes Perhaps Good Decent Okay Agreed Cheers Awesome Fine
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Early today, I was he recipient of a missive. Care to hazard a guess as to its contents? It implored me to haste, as my paramour had expired.
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I recommend that you do not engage me in conversation - I can pontificate on this subject until the dawn.
I think you must have gone TOO obscure on this one.
I did some Googling and figured out the answer - I won’t say what it is, except that it’s a song we’ve already addressed in this thread.
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I observed you and a woman i’m rather fond of cruising the vicinity. It would seem that the meager savings in my possession were not sufficient to keep her attentions, so as far as i’m concerned you can both perform crude sexual acts upon yourselves.
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Periodicals continue to insist, much to my consternation, that women with small gluteal muscles are attractive. Were you to inquire about this with a typical African-American male, however, he would inform you that the inverse is true.
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It’s almost nighttime. I’m on my way to your place so I can do you.
Cee-lo Green - “Fuck You”
Sir Mix-A-Lot - Baby Got Back
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“Yeah!” by Usher?
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The pertinent locality on the threshold of dramatically increasing in volume with a release of hot gases and energy-y-y-y-y-y-y-y. Gy-y-y-y-y-y-y-y. The pertinent locality on the threshold of dramatically increasing in volume with a release of hot gases and energy-y-y-y-y-y-y-y. Gy-y-y-y-y-y-y-y.
- Neither atop, nor adjacent to a specific trestle, but rather with viaduct above me, in the urban sections of a conglomerate of people, several influential moments in my life happened to occur, including, but not limited to: removing some of my oxygen-bearing fluid from my veins, requiring much more than I was able to receive, losing immediate recall of those whom I hold dear, and nearly forfeiting my heart’s ability to beat and sustain life.
Under The Bridge - by the Red Hot Chili Peppers
That’s the point, isn’t it? Quoth I:
Anyway, 40) Which person would predict that I’d be intoxicated, in a carriage, and heading south of the border? I’m a fool, and concussed from braining myself on the receiver.