Mar 2015
I'll have a cheeseburger.
Hold the cheese.
Hold it in your hand until it melts---
until it bears the shape of that voluptuous palm of yours.
Then put it on my burger.
Hold the cheese.
Hold it in your hand until it melts---
until it bears the shape of that voluptuous palm of yours.
Then put it on my burger.
Written by
Bo Burnham
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