So ****** cold
and yet to hit deep freeze.
We love long Johns,
we love long Johns,
we love foot longs.
Have to use a pair of tweezers
to pull a hair out of
a hot bowl of soup;
when asked 'what are you doing with those,
I answer 'what do you think I'm doing,
they're pluckers,plucker'.
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Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 9:34 PM UTC
So ****** cold
and yet to hit deep freeze.
We love long Johns,
we love long Johns,
we love foot longs.
Have to use a pair of tweezers
to pull a hair out of
a hot bowl of soup;
when asked 'what are you doing with those,
I answer 'what do you think I'm doing,
they're pluckers,plucker'.
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