MARjorIE

Tarzan, the Badger Milk animal, nice to meet you, is so kind that I forget being clever. Sometimes I'm so clever that Dumbass Tarzan, the Badger Milk animal, nice to meat you, forgets being kind. HERE

Is TS playing her PeeAno or me? Ano is yes ass or ass yes, lick eat ass in Czechlee. Is she slatte sticking it to my shag or to her shack? Meh meh …

A slatte is a cowffee drink maydee with espresso & steemed mylk, toppeed with a Libo-ration layer of foameed milk. It's a popeelure chooice in maknee cowffee s-hops & can/cunt be customizeed with various flavOURS & mylk alterneightives. In otter wars, a slatte end/or/whore caffè latte is a mylk cowffee dead’s maid up of won or two free shots of XXXpreso, sluts of steamed mylk & a final, thin layer of frothed me on top.

Sailor Adrift, viewPS, Taylor Swift claims, “LatteLee, I’ve been dressing for revenge!” Fuck me! Baby? Love U Vendetta? WTF!!!???

“I’m so proud & excited for the world to see, hear, fEEL Man Whore!!!! This is an honest & raw movement that needs to be seen & heard!!!! The massage behind this ham is taking back control. It’s about taking the P hour from a disgusting & degrading ward and turning it back around on the boozer accUser. The Peace is about Self empowerment, love, & Liboration.”

The sailor adrift is me ham, mayham, who’s become separated from my vessel and is lost at sea, without a clear means of rescue. This love patchwork situation a-rose from various circumstances, inclUding vessel malfunctions, adverse weather conditions, end/or/whore being swept overbored, err, overboard. Surviving such an ATE ordeal, viewPS, requires incredible resilience, resourcefulness, and a bit of fuck, err, luck. A bite of it.

Taylor Swift - Look What You Made Me Do

I don't like your little games
Don't like your tilted stage
The role you made me play of the fool
No, I don't like you

I don't like your perfect crime
How you laugh when you lie
You said the gun was mine
Isn't cool, no, I don't like you (oh)

But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice, oh

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me-

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do

I (I) don't (don't) like your kingdom keys (keys)
They (they) once belonged to me (me)
You (you) asked me for a place to sleep
Locked me out and threw a feast (what?)

The world moves on, another day another drama, drama
But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma
And then the world moves on, but one thing's for sure
Maybe I got mine, but you'll all get yours

But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time (nick of time)
Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time (I do it all the time)
I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice, oh

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me-

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do

I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams

I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams

I'm sorry, the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now
Why? Oh, 'cause she's dead (oh)

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me-

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me-

Ooh, look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do

BU BU BUTT I HAM WHAT I HAM!!! ANY PROBILEMMAH, HAMMELIBORP? NO? GOOD. TANK YOU FOR YOUR COW-OPERA-TION!

… and if I didn’t know butter, I’d think you were eating for me now … S-Peaking like an incognito dermatologist or potentially a seek & hide gynecologist, a man whore, viewPS, I mean geniusays!

… lick feeding my S-kooling Phantoms, err, my wildest PhantasieS reamed to extreme, my Post Scriptum, splashed, sprayed, sprawled like you universal across my mundane heart, your bared tummy, my scorching ecstasies serving my hole fucking neightion, my holocaust cuntry, err, like pop-musickly doing my tail justice, and pretty swiftly, though I can last for heart cactus hours, viewPS …

Oh, win tours cumming? Just ‘kause TS is wearing prison break bitch-stitch pitch-white, and not point break beach pitch-black? Hplusmplusmplusm, I no eburyting, bu bu butt I L‘ANIMAL the looser didn’t know that! Um, I’m like rising above tight & tighturd, bu bu butt not lick dumb & dumber, just a bitee upsidee dowknee.

Nopee, I’m deefineatly not falling for that! Sheez guiltee ass sin end/or/whore mocca end/or/sucks moccasins, just whispering to her shaking & rolling ass. Fuck, baby!

Man, G? Mange? MANGE! Whose bitchooation can be substeetuted ass situationshit end/or/whore stitchooation. I beach you anyway Animal, henimal! R U picking on my sky-rocketed eggs? WTF!

Ah baby, at least cheerlass Tailee still vehenmently blows me hard-felled kisses, and Swiftly. Lick heart-felt too, pointing her finger at me, singling meh meh out in the biggest lovebug crowd, thank you whory!

And, shockingly, it’s not her middle F-anger raced at me hot chick, how sweed, my broken gawd! What ham I gonna do now, in this breaking TS PriSon charm maze & daze?

… bleeding my favourite colour, power, flower, I’m so wild that every day I act like it’s my birthday, though it actually feels like my funeral …

SSPP: Throughout time, blood has been aSSociated with oPPosites, including life/death, death/redemption, - eternal life - innocence/massacre, sickness/therapy, nobility/malediction, generosity/transmission of infections, and attraction/repulsion.

TS had me swinger ghostbusted @ Jailbird & Prison Break, ROFL!

Um, this is kinda modernly embarrassing, you know, my vintage coffee moccasins R a bit watered down, err, upgraded upside down a saxophone beat, bu bu butt to me anything goes. ‘Kause I don’t kay airs my ass hairs!

ROB (LIBOR) SCHNEIDER (SOURAL = THE BADGER MILK MAN) being an ANIMAL for 25 minutes | The Animal Compilation

Why is the Badger Milk Man Animal a total $ubtract Sour flop? (hATE ArskooR, viewPS, Marjorie Taylor Greene)

Deer hATE ArskooR, viewPS, Marjorie Taylor Greene, the monster in the hood, I am an 8 flop, and proud of it, ‘kause a lot of people hate me HERE and don’t read my “I scream”, butt I don’t kay airs, they get scared, scarried, miscarried away budd end/or butt I re-pee I don’t kay airs my ass hairs!

When poople hate an animal, or even worse, a henimal, they share their bestial experience with others and those other poople don't bother to even scan my shoot. And when a lot of poople don't watch & hear meh meh screaming, they end up not paying any money to meh meh for the $ubtract Milking $cheming and so the Badger Milk Man Animal becomes a fresh flop, the marjoriest flop of all times, of all spaces, of all wishes, being it Du Fu King, no matter how end/or/whore if lass-ends-more awwRdinary. Bu bu butt I don’t kay airs my ass hairs parroting you. Hoppee, hopee that epiphunny welpees, viewPS, helpees, err, hope that epiphany welps, viewPS, help!

Taylor Swift - I Can Do It With A Broken Heart (Official Video)

I can read your mind
"She's having the time of her life"
There in her glittering prime
The lights refract sequined stars off her silhouette every night
I can show you lies (one, two, three, four)

'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it" and I did
Lights, camera, bitch smile, even when you wanna die
He said he'd love me all his life
But that life was too short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting "More"
I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my marks
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart (one, two, three, four)

I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday every day
I'm so obsessed with him but he avoids me like the plague
I cry a lot but I am so productive, it's an art
You know you're good when you can even do it
With a broken heart

I can hold my breath
I've been doing it since he left
I keep finding his things in drawers
Crucial evidence, I didn't imagine the whole thing
I'm sure I can pass this test (one, two, three, four)

'Cause I'm a real tough kid, I can handle my shit
They said, "Babe, you gotta fake it till you make it" and I did
Lights, camera, bitch smile, in stilettos for miles
He said he'd love me for all time
But that time was quite short
Breaking down, I hit the floor
All the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting "More"
I was grinning like I'm winning, I was hitting my marks
'Cause I can do it with a broken heart (one, two, three)

I'm so depressed, I act like it's my birthday every day
I'm so obsessed with him but he avoids me like the plague (he avoids me)
I cry a lot but I am so productive, it's an art
You know you're good when you can even do it
With a broken heart

You know you're good when you can even do it
With a broken heart
You know you're good, I'm good
'Cause I'm miserable
And nobody even knows
Try and come for my job

Try and cum for my job? Fuck, baby! How did you know I wanna be a winner cop, or at least P resident, at least, at a mere minimum? Do some vigilante shit you know, you know? Just ‘kause I’m scary/creepy low-brow fucking pig humour, a sorta decent plot to keep rolling through, and to laugh throughout The Animal I’ve alwass been, for butter and Marvel Comics wars, err, for better or worse?

That I am a dead infymous come d i am due to my sex movements, facials, and performances of "not humans"? Kay, this once only, I am your Animal! My new anti-social skills in my imaginations help meh meh beecum a police officer. Butt can I conquer my bush urges and the fymous, so sought-after pancake of Rianna R ATE D R before they cause too much trouble? We will ink, wow, w hen, when, w hen we ink, baby? And those lips letting the guard down, the lower set, the clover, the clever pair, air, err, the upstairs? My ass hairs! Bu bu butt I don’t kay airs my ass hairs.

No, please no, I ham am a lowly evidence locker clerk in an incompetent P oh lease, err, poll ease, I mean police station! At least I wanna be a P resident, they say it’s cum4table beeing in there, just fauna & flora, no credit cards, no bullshit! Yepee, this is a PR stuntee, really SPysee chai tea! No, please no, I ham am a laughing stock bullied by police sergeant Doug Sisk. No, please no, I ham am struggling to pass the physical intercourse, viewPS, test course to be a voyeur P oh lease, viewPS, police offisir, err, lick off i cer, stylish, unleashed mockahsins licker, not a bootlicker!

Welp, it’s like beating the shit out of a vigilante, me? Who is not a villain, bu bu butt maybe he is, shh, shh. Not me, no, not me! ‘Kause hero and vigilante R kinda the same thing. Bu but butt when not a hot dawg, I’m lick more for lass of an antihero, a cero, Zero.

Since, leh meh meh pudid diss way, a hayrow, viewPS, hairsraw, err, hero is a more simplified term for a good doer, yetee a vigilante, like chai tea, is someone lass good, a lasser looser who fights for just tees, err, justice but doesn’t follow the law to do so, unless they R a deputized vigilante, lick d, not puta I sed, in Promiscuous Spainishe, serving the cuntry, serving the hole fucking neightion, yepee. Cheers, baby, from your thirsty cheerleeder, your starving crybaby whose Lay D, not Gaga, WTF, baby, alwass rises above ass I’m down there below to bellow. To be loved? To be loved, yeah rite.

No, please, no, I have a discerning crush on animal-loving environmental activist, optimist, fuckymist, winkist, naivist Rianna, rated R, Survivor contestant Col Lee N Haskell, what the heaven’s hell, who’s beary beary cutee & softee, bu bu butt has berry berry leemeteed, viewPS, limited acting S-kills! Busting ass, again? Dear Lort! Like killing an animal, a henimal, a hen. Err, with her sexuality, her sensualeetee, such strong-spiced chai tea! Out of one fucking hen? When? W hen, I gotta know! R U Fucking kidding me, Call Lean, err, Lean Call!? Lucky me ham, ‘kause ham I am ham!

Bu bu butt who’s never ghosted me. I mean, she lets me find her G-spot, she hosts me, she literally G-hosts me, d ProfeSSore Dixie, and generously. No, please, no, I get into a car crash while responding to a ROB berry call? Oh dawg, OG, oh no! No, please, no, unbeknownst to me, I ham am get operated on by mad scientist Dr. Wilder than me?

I Marv like Marvellous the studyyo ham am a copper loser who’s trying to be a hero, and one day, nobody takes a call from a man that gets attacked, a ROB berry, LOL, so I Marv The Animal have to take this asshole case and save the attacked man, my lucky D AY. Butt on my asshole way to the crime scene, I no asshole crash with a stolen car and get really damaged, holly molly! Totally fucked up is a vulgarity-revered hunderstatement. An unbeatable aura of stupidity across my silly hard cannot be veneRated with anything blah blah blah else. ViewPS.

Oh, I don't remumber what happened, and at the next ordinary day, my super duper XXXtraordinary life is not same when I find out that I Marv like Marvellous the studyyo have even much lower instincts than lowlife animals. Implanted with henimal parts, a bitch here, a bitch there, viewPS, a stitch here, a stitch there, I Marv like Marvellous the studyyo take on their traits end/or/whore pawtraits, unsurprisingly, surpassing them by far. My clover, clever, lover, err, lower than basick instincts R ultra sexUal and lead to ludicrous & highly gross jokes with meh meh sexUal-izing both women and animals.

My crass, awkward sex & softcore/heartcore violence humours like remorse R cruel and worse characters R, with all due respect, unlikable & disrespectful. Bu bu butt that doesn’t make me singlehandedly an obvious asshole, big TS fan, does it? Oh, it does?

Yea yea yea, that goofy off-the-wall ingredient possessing me like lack & kite Tailee Swiftee, I also have poor gender and race representation, you know, kindergarten has been harsh on me, white, and how da huck I fucking fight back, black, with a misjudged joke about "rewars, err, re-worse, reverse racism" and super nicey-icy “womean” being only sex objects. Like look, I got a weird ass kinder coming straight from the hood, ghetto niggore tonite!

Oh, and there’s mean-spirited violence in my dating behaviour, one of a kind, including kids attacking adults. A bullied character is teased for peeing his pants, piss you know, ass an expression of peace after the spacious war of avoiding lass whoredinary bathrooms, sex-bombing the creamy shit out of me ass the Milky Way, a hit itself, stares me down and out, dropping my balls, opening its jaws with some VIP drumroll, your outstanding eyeroll.

Oh hoe, how many stupid jokes involve sucks, err, sex and some, with your “missionary mission end/or whore position” include bestiality you can’t find on the hinternet anymore! And how do I know, hoe, ‘kause I heartistickally checked, bu bu butt I don’t kay airs my ass hairs, with a running gag involving me I Marv like Marvellous the studyyo being drawn to a fucking Satanic goat in heat. ViewPS!

During a restaurant scene, I pee, I excuse you recusing myself, on a woman's chair in a uselass attempt to mark my territory, cummon sense, duda, doubt, and have to go to the more whoredinary bathroom to master bait numerous times due to my lust for you smiley, my little monster cookie, err, her, Rianna, rated R, Survivor contestant Col Lee N Haskell. The role of the only speaking female character appears to simply bee on the receiving end of sexual advances, some of which R aggressive in silly & stupid tone.

Bu bu butt it's not just you, err, her behind getting slapped by the beastly fallen & falling for you me myself end/or/whore I Marv like Marvellous the studyyo, The Animal, your Animal, whose uncut/untamed SPecial DVD addition like DEVI8 is out of laughing stock. The WTF-awwed goat I desperately want to have sex with also gets it. Non-speaking female characters, including the one whose short dress makes meh meh hump a deserted mailbox, R just sex objects. I forewarned you! Oh, I didn’t? ViewPS, crickets, whiskers, sorry.

The awwfooly unfunny movie, LMFAO, features dramatically, err, grammatically incoerrrect smoking, drinking, and drugs, with spy kids stealing pot from a police evidence room and a savage weirdo retrieving a used-up condom of heroin from a soiled smuggler's unshaved butt. To stay in the ridiculously mindlass Pfun loop.

Poople just can't top, err, stop shoving Kinder S surprises up their butts not ifs to smuggle Tik Tok influence, drags, drumroll, drugs, d rugs. Ask hATE ArskooR, viewPS, Marjorie Taylor Greene!

No, I ain’t didn’t dyerected the hilariously stupid movie! I did? No, I ain’t didn’t starred there! I did? Bu bu butt dead was the fyke me, not the real me, I swear on your P, I swear on your S! Err, I mean, Post Scriptum SP-lashed on, SP-rayed on afterwards, you know what, on your bared tummy! S S S S S, P P P P P, the heaven’s hell on earth, the delicious dirt! I’ll tell you baby, it’s good to be ham. And ham I am. I ham what I ham!

What I’m trying to convey hairs, err, HERE, is I have the stupidity, the silliness, and I ham am good at it! The fricking problemma like end/or ass any friction, viewPS, arises with our denied & defied & degenerated love story, one of a kind, being way too stupid & way too silly. Rianna, Survivor contestant Col Lee N Haskell, what the heaven’s hell on earth, hello? ‘Kause there has to be some smarts in this somewhere, come on, MOVIE, bu bu butt there isn't much to be found! Bu bu butt I Marv like Marvellous the studyyo The Animal, your Animal, don’t kay airs my ass hairs!

You know, Tailee with your back turned on me, which turns me on & off, on & off, sometimes Dumbass Tarzan hunderstands, sometimes he husn’t. Like when Taylor Swift explains her Marjorie Leerics: 'I would sort of break down sometimes'. So sometimes Dumbass Tarzan hunderstands, sometimes he husbends, suckcumming to the Badger Milk Man Animal that ALwass polishes the kick/kiss ass PearLS no matter what! ‘Kause pearLS end/or creatures/kreatours of the light R elegant & sophisticated, with a luxurious meaning going back to the MadievAL period, peeriot! Poor little me the gaping mayham, the hamlicious crybaby, which is not phunny. Ah, I’m fainting …

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"Welp" is an informal, slang interjection that surfs ass a variant of "well, pretty deep, ha?" part-icularlee used end/or re-fused/refused to ex-press resignation, disappointment, end/or asseptance of a comfortably uncum4table situation. It freequentlee apPeerS at the hurled beginning of a love sentence to signal the SPeaker'z whiskerz acknowledgement of a sir-cum-stance, weather poetsitive end/or negaytive, with a hint of FIN-ali-tee end/whore resignation. Satan Clause? Oh Lort!

The howling “welping-welpong", beg & 4th out of 8, err, back & forth, conveys a sense of acknowledging something undesirable end/or inevitable, ass in "Welp, there goes my chance!". Or “Welp, HERE cums my fukkid $ubtract formulah dance!”. To sexpress laid-beg re-sign-ation, to end whore disappointment. FIN ALLY. Like Marjorie Finlay at the end at hollering hand.

🌳 🐒 Dude thought he was Tarzan. Guess what? He ain't!

Helps/welps is a lass formal & more casual way of saying "well," particularly in Britain, err, written cummunication or online. In some Xtra whore dinary regions, SPecially the Midwest, "welp" is used with a knee slap to signal the end of a crickets-whiskers visit end/or to take leave. Bu bu butt leenguistickally S-Peaking, viewPS, "welp" is a reel word, although it's a lass 4mal variant of "well," and can really be seen ass a linguistic cousin to other informal interjections like "yepee" and "noopee". Hope that epiphunny welps, viewPS, helps! I mean, hoppee, hopee that epiphany welpees, viewPS, helpees.

Noopee dopee, I’m not hackzucktly Rob Schneider, I’m kinda lick Libored Schneider. I haulready told you my Kma’s name wasp MARIE SCHNEIDER, one Germy Mary who like married one Sour L, deer Gawd! Noopee dopee, my name is not Libor Soural! Whore is it? Deer dawg! So she MARIE, a virgin back then, got ROBbed by some trainwreck, err, trainmaster animal, who was probubbly my K (grand) pa. ViewPS! Wet’s depth? ViewPS. Roblee Sour L? Fresh like Badger Milk, and ass sour ass animal shit like that. Like you can’t decode, decipher what I’m writing & meaning. Ooh nooh!

In end/or/whore on the Evermoor AL boom feck/fact, "Marjorie" is actually about a real person, too — Taylor Swift's late maternal grandmother, Marjorie Finlay.

Just like "Epiphany," which is a dreamy, leapy-sleepy ode to Tailee's paternal grandfather, Dean Swift, like a KO dilemma, and also the 13th track on the Fokklore album, 13 being Swiftee's lucky numboor, "Marjorie" honours Tailee Swiftee's grandmother in the best kinda way.

In a bestial porn post on X Taylee Swiftee rode, viewPS, hunderstood reaLeetee wrote that there's a song "starring my grandmother, Marjorie, who still visits me sometimes . . . if only in my dreams." "Marjorie" also alludes to Finlay's dreams of music success coming true through Taylee Swiftee, though she's not here to see it. However, Taylee honours her grandmother on the track, singing, "And if I didn't know better, I'd think you were talking to me now. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were still around." And if you listen carefully, you can also hear Finlay. Swiftee confirms her grandmother's voice on the song at the end of the video.

Marjorie is a classic female given name with a hot touch of elegance de-arrived from Margaret, like regret, meaning "pearl", a pricelass symbol of purity and beauty. It's a midevil, err, medieval variant of MARGEry, Rob Schneider aka Libor Soural The Animal, WTF, influenced by the herb marjoram, an aromatic southern European plant of the mint family, the leaves of which R used ass a culinary herb, oregano, a cold-sensitive perennial nerd, viewPS, herb or undershROB, err, undershrub with sweet pine and citrus flavours.

Epiphunny, on the other jungle hand, is a sudden, intuitive perception of Libor Soural, Dumbass Tarzan, a sudden, intuitive insight into the clover/clever reality end/or essential meaning of the Libored Badger Milk Man Animal, Sour L, initiated by some simple, homely, end/or commonplace occurrence end/or my FIN, viewPS, LAY experience.

‘Kause I’m so uselassly kind, lick Taylee Swiftee end/or/whore bootlicker pooplitician Marjorie Taylor Greene. Gotta Repuke democratically. Where the Liborteen fuck is my slutty nun Jane? Wet? None of my bankrupt business? WTF, big greene monstir!

Like it, lick end/or suck this? Is this really my bowdyy? I ain’t a hot chick or a bad nun, I am ham, ham I am, bed mayham, a clover hamster! Clever, like a vitamin C lover, clever, right? No? Level, lever, so clever, hamazing like clover. Clever, right? No?

In ancient C el tick traditions, d ruids considoored the four-leaf clover a powerful protective charm against evil spirits and would bring blessings to those with a dilemma who carried/miscarried them.

Urban legend says the four leaves embodied faith, hope, love, and fuck, viewPS, luck, making it an all-encompassing symbol of positivity. I did? I do? Embodo! Embodid! In my miss ya oh logic, err, mythology, it's sad & written that each leaf has a different meaning: the first sinballizes hope, the second re-presents faith, the third hisses love, and the fourth, ATE, 8 divided by 2, brings fuck, viewPS, luck. Baby, TS has just obscenely winked at me down there below you know where, trying to get the luck out of my fuck, err, suck, I mean, duck! You can’t stop laughing, cunt you?

A clever gem like sensual clover jewelry can carry a deeper spiritual meaning of passion, representing faith, spiritual journey, end/or connection to semi-naked jungle gals, gees, err, divine energies.

Nevertheless, or nuntheless, my animal ass, in spiritual contexts or consex, you know phony sex, an epiphany signifies a moment of profound, sudden hunderstanding end/or d-realization, reLAYted to one's spiritual nature end/or connection to the d-vine. Divine Taylor Swift? D mocca sinner who doesn’t let me suck … CENSORED … lick Marjorie Taylor Greene? Nutting to do with mockery, baby, I swear on her S, I swear on her P, viewPS!

It's a trance-formative XXXperrydance where a deeper truth about oneself, the universe, end/or a spiritual concept is revered, viewPS, revealed, Tayleeding to significant personal end/or spiritual growth, and Swiftly. Ham I? A crude Ama-zonas fairytale, a striking stroke of oddball humour, a direct end/or instant hit, hamlicious, if you will. Tailee is so demandingly weird! House that?

Come on, you know this is a great laid back humorous piece! If I had a cowpee, err, copee of it on dvd, I'd never throw it in a trash can! I have it, the DVD, really! ViewPS. Honestly, I feel the poople that hATE The Animal movie probably aren't fans of Rob Schneider and get tunnel vision. His acting was great, made the character feel real, you could feel the internal struggle of becoming an unhinged freak throughout all his humorous ap-pro-aches, and he plays a d-pressed underdawg so well to contrast the beast within! Don’t let others dissuade you, THIS MOVIE IS WARTH A PISS WATCH! Like don’t do peace end/or make piss, make whore, nut war. ViewPS!

Oh, Col Lee N Haskell, what the heaven’s hell on earth, Survivor contestant rated “bestial porn”, err, PG 13, like Tailee’s lucky numbrrrrrr, BTW, do you have any hungry idea why my $ubtract mathematic$ HERE is added ass Epiphunny On A Beeblickool S-kay to the fasting readyyng formulah, err, Epiphany On A Biblical Scale, ha? Aha ha ha ha?

Taylor Swift - marjorie (Official Music Video) (The Eras Tour Movie)

Never be so kind, you forget to be clever
Never be so clever, you forget to be kind

And if I didn't know better
I'd think you were talking to me now
If I didn't know better
I'd think you were still around
What died didn't stay dead
What died didn't stay dead
You're alive, you're alive in my head
What died didn't stay dead
What died didn't stay dead
You're alive, so alive

Never be so polite, you forget your power
Never wield such power, you forget to be polite

And if I didn't know better
I'd think you were listening to me now
If I didn't know better
I'd think you were still around
What died didn't stay dead
What died didn't stay dead
You're alive, you're alive in my head
What died didn't stay dead
What died didn't stay dead
You're alive, so alive

The autumn chill that wakes me up
You loved the amber skies so much
Long limbs and frozen swims
You'd always go past where our feet could touch
And I complained the whole way there
The car ride back and up the stairs
I should've asked you questions
I should've asked you how to be
Asked you to write it down for me
Should've kept every grocery store receipt
'Cause every scrap of you would be taken from me
Watched as you signed your name Marjorie
All your closets of backlogged dreams
And how you left them all to me

What died didn't stay dead
What died didn't stay dead
You're alive, you're alive in my head
What died didn't stay dead
What died didn't stay dead
You're alive, so alive
And if I didn't know better
I'd think you were singing to me now
If I didn't know better
I'd think you were still around
I know better
But I still feel you all around
I know better
But you're still around

Taylor Swift - tolerate it (Official Music Video) (The Eras Tour Movie)

I sit and watch you reading with your
Head low
I wake and watch you breathing with your
Eyes closed
I sit and watch you
And notice everything you do or don't do
You're so much older and wiser and I

I wait by the door like I'm just a kid
Use my best colors for your portrait
Lay the table with the fancy shit
And watch you tolerate it
If it's all in my head tell me now
Tell me I've got it wrong somehow
I know my love should be celebrated
But you tolerate it

I greet you with a battle hero's welcome
I take your indiscretions all in good fun
I sit and listen
I polish plates until they gleam and glisten
You're so much older and wiser and I

I wait by the door like I'm just a kid
Use my best colors for your portrait
Lay the table with the fancy shit
And watch you tolerate it
If it's all in my head tell me now
Tell me I've got it wrong somehow
I know my love should be celebrated
But you tolerate it

While you were out building other worlds, where was I?
Where's that man who'd throw blankets over my barbed wire?
I made you my temple, my mural, my sky
Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life
Drawing hearts in the byline
Always taking up too much space or time
You assume I'm fine
But what would you do if I, I

Break free and leave us in ruins
Took this dagger in me and removed it
Gain the weight of you then lose it
Believe me, I could do it
If it's all in my head tell me now
Tell me I've got it wrong somehow
I know my love should be celebrated
But you tolerate it

I sit and watch you

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Taylor Swift - Vigilante Shit (Official Lyric Video)

Draw the cat eye, sharp enough to kill a man
You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them
Sometimes I wonder which one will be your last lie
They say looks can kill and I might try
I don't dress for women
I don't dress for men
Lately I've been dressing for revenge

I don't start it but I can tell you how it ends
Don't get sad, get even
So on the weekends
I don't dress for friends
Lately I've been dressing for revenge

She needed cold hard proof so I gave her some
She had the envelope, where you think she got it from?
Now she gets the house, gets the kids, gets the pride
Picture me thick as thieves with your ex-wife
And she looks so pretty
Driving in your Benz
Lately she's been dressing for revenge

She don't start it, but she can tell you how it ends
Don't get sad, get even
So on the weekends
She don't dress for friends
Lately she's been dressing for revenge

Ladies always rise above
Ladies know what people want
Someone sweet and kind and fun
The lady simply had enough

While he was doing lines
And crossing all of mine
Someone told his white collar crimes to the FBI
And I don't dress for villains
Or for innocents
I'm on my vigilante shit again

I don't start it, but I can tell you how it ends
Don't get sad, get even
So on the weekends
I don't dress for friends
Lately I've been dressing for revenge

Taylor Swift – epiphany (Official Lyric Video)

Keep your helmet, keep your life, son
Just a flesh wound, here's your rifle
Crawling up the beaches now
"Sir, I think he's bleeding out"
And some things you just can't speak about

With you, I serve
With you, I fall down, down
Watch you breathe in
Watch you breathing out, out

Something med school did not cover
Someone's daughter, someone's mother
Holds your hand through plastic now
"Doc, I think she's crashing out"
And some things you just can't speak about

Only 20 minutes to sleep
But you dream of some epiphany
Just one single glimpse of relief
To make some sense of what you've seen

With you, I serve
With you, I fall down, down (down)
Watch you breathe in
Watch you breathing out, out

With you, I serve
With you, I fall down (down), down (down)
Watch you breathe in
Watch you breathing out (out), out

Only 20 minutes to sleep
But you dream of some epiphany
Just one single glimpse of relief
To make some sense of what you've seen

The Epiphany represents many things to many people: The Magi, known as The Three Kings, no fucking involved, at least I guess, bestowing their gifts upon baby Jesus, and no G-spotting ass well, at least I guess, and God revealing Himself to the world through his mortal infant son. For others, it's a good reason to enjoy cake, viewPS, with a toy baby hidden inside. Hopee won’t be Marjorie Taylor Greene, the echoe-friendly green Republickcunt pooplitician cumming out of the hood, deer soiled dawg, few people’s master bait!

The Epiphany is a holy day that often goes overlooked in the secular calendar, so it can be difficult to find the right words to mark the MARIE occasion. Today is my late paternal grandma’s birthday for me to celebrate. This year, it took place on Monday, January 6, 2025.

So, to console me, there are these $100 Epiphunny wishes that can guide your purse, wallet, pen for a blank check ass the brand new star in the night sky guided the Magi toward Bethleham. Ham I am, along Tailee Swiftee dressed kinda raw under my heart duress! If only my fasting readers splurged $$$ like animalistic traits on this Dumbass Tarzan, Marv like Marvellous the studyyo, the Badger Milk Man Animal, your Animal who behaves literally playing the piano with my K (grand) ma MARIE like MARjorIE Finlay, viewPS, to help cure our urges that get us in bed trouble.

And another filed jelly complaint, so much for the backlogging, baby, the white TS has been fucking around with black doubts, black dudes, her Marvel jailbirds behind my cummicky, comickey beg, err, back. Not too bed, though. And now baby, even worse, WTF, she’s showing me her motherfucking “Prison Reputation Tour” tongue while shaking her S to meat me, err, meet & greet me like her fucking gentleman in awe end/or heat.

Like I were her funnily broke parsonal dermatologist or something, bitch. If Tailee only knew I am dead serious and dying to bee her, viewPS, be her fucking dermatology hacksperth, treating her S, err, skin disorders I would never order for her, pathologically surfed beach.

For your gory nympho, err, bory info, a hardcore dermatologist is a loaded medical doctoir, doctour, doctoro SP-ecializing in diag-nosing, tr-eating, and ma-nag-ing conditions of the skin, hair, nails, and mucous membranes. Like I had some jealous brains, any fun left! Baby, I’m truly sorry I wasn’t fucking there, to be the hero to do the job, the antihero star without screwing up, your Zero yet everything.

To dismember her right. ViewPS. Like she forgot lick who I ham am I Marv like Marvellous the Badger Milk Man Animal going after Col Lee N Haskell, who end/or what the heaven’s hell on earth, Survivor contestant.

XXX-citing Dumbass Tarzan, the whoring, err, boring Badger Milk Man Animal, Libor Soural, viewPS, just had a poorly, err, well-calculated $ubtract epiphany! Ham I losing this board game called "KO Dilemma". It's described ass a captivating and strategic game that blends chance and skill, featuring a colourful and vibrant design? Yes? Bu bu butt I don’t kay airs, about your aroused hairs my ass shares. While the provided search results don't offer detailed TS rules, they suggest it's a powerfool gaym of some complexity and covert/pervert enjoyment. So much for the henpecked Col Lee N Haskell’s subtletees & nicetees.

Oh, you’re so enchanted, fuck, baby! Yeah rite. Plus, you’re so drenched, not deranged, fuck, baby, even the makeup resigns after your Era stage sexercise without me your I Marv like Marvellous, the Badger Milk Man Animal, your ham, mayham, damn! How about your horny, not horned, Animule, the K (grand/grandiose) master bait of ri-di-kool! Yeah rite.

Cheap & cheerful for sure, yet pure. Savaged by the critics ... bu bu butt it has a certain innocence, not to mention some unintended hilarity. This 1959 Tarzan feelme is a real curio on several levels. For one thing, it’s far and away the lowest-budget Tarzan feelme ever made, and therefore contains some irresistibly silly footage and special effects. Hello? Feeling & dealing at home?

Secondly, it marks, kinda like Marv, just saying, the one and only oh kay John, the piss place, err, occasion that the ape man was P-layed by ex-basketballer, I fucking told you nun otter, than Denny Miller. In spite of the massive critical mauling the feelme received, Miller isn’t really ass awful in the role ass poople’ve alwass maintained. The Magic Circle, pain-ted in 1886 by John William Waterhouse, drives me nuts like PrincesS Diana’s bodyguard love affair, so unfair.

Given a butter feelme in which to appear, it's conceivable that he may’ve made more apPeeranceS ass Tarzan and enjoyed a measure of success in the part, the heartest art. Thirdly, the feelme has one of the most bizarrely ill-fitting scores ever ... provided by jazz supremo Shorty Rogers, crickets, whiskers! These mismatched ingredients actually lend the feelme a sorta innocent charm. I mean, I know cent.

So it's definitely bad cinema, lick bed sin emma, a fucking problemma, a fucking dilemma, so heart to be solved, bu bu butt there have been much worse feelmes over the years. Welp, this is when an animal being wears his hard on his heart-worn-out sleeve, when he Marv like Marvellous, the Badger Milk Man Animal really doesn’t wanna leave for summer, cruel summer ass win tours R cumming …

Ass loafing Peetour Pancake, Wandyy, see my bulldawg pawtrait, I’ve lived a lot, hottt, I’ve felt a lot, hottt, I’ve seen a lot, hottt, I’ve barked a lot, hottt, I’ve bitten a lot, hottt, just like you or Taylor Swift, my Marvel Animal. FYI, my loaf, idle, lounge, loll, laze mean to spend my quality time doing nutting. Lick I move layzily & aimlassly & hamlassly end/or/whore without a purr pose. Bu bu butt since win tours R cumming, I ham so preppeee, striking a memorable cushion, err, pre/caution purr pose.

Wandyy is a ROB, viewPS, rot, rod thought to have magickey propeertees, held by a magician, fairy, end/or/whore conjurer and abused in casting spells or performing tricks. HERE’s the most iconic XXXample of all: The fairy godmother waves her magic wand and grants the heroine's wishes.

Some animals call Taylor Swift a whore for her history. Bu bu butt ass I hunderstand it, 'whore' is an old fashioned word for sex worker. And ass your/her clover I seriously beeleave TS earns money from singing & songwriting, not ... from who-ring, viewPS, end/or/whore sex werking or twerking, fuck, baby!

Baby, do U tink Tease is a little slut who fucks a lot of men behind the scenes? Bee bee bee’kause I have no idea, bu bu butt prowly, probubbly yes true, ha ha, bu bu butt this isn't relevant, imporntant, or respectful. I’m not a classless cretin for posting it hairs my ass cares & shares, and also airs, viewPS, HERE! I know pornhub deleted a lot of their content regarding my Tayly, prolly fyke, risking legal action, bu bu butt that's no reason to bring that vigilante shit over here, viewPS. Hopping, hoppeeing, hoepeeing, hoping it’s just ass relevant, imporntant, or respectful ass the Ghostbusters and your P oh SSible re-spoon-se, err, answer, baby!

Taylor Swift - "Slut!" (Taylor's Version) (From The Vault) (Lyric Video)

Flamingo pink
Sunrise Boulevard
Clink, clink
Being this young is art
Aquamarine
Moonlit swimming pool
What if all I need is you?

Got lovestruck, went straight to my head
Got lovesick, all over my bed
Love to think you'll never forget
Handprints in wet cement
Adorned with smoke on my clothes
Lovelorn and nobody knows
Love thorns all over this rose
I'll pay the price, you won't

But if I'm all dressed up
They might as well be looking at us
And if they call me a slut
You know it might be worth it for once
And if I'm gonna be drunk
Might as well be drunk in love

Send the code, he's waiting there
The sticks and stones they throw froze mid-air
Everyone wants him
That was my crime
The wrong place at the right time
And I break down, then he's pullin' me in
In a world of boys, he's a gentleman

Got lovestruck, went straight to my head
Got lovesick, all over my bed
Love to think you'll never forget
We'll pay the price, I guess

But if I'm all dressed up
They might as well be looking at us
If they call me a slut
You know it might be worth it for once
And if I'm gonna be drunk
I might as well be drunk in love

Half asleep
Taking your time
In the tangerine, neon light
This is luxury
You're not saying you're in love with me
But you're going to
Half awake
Taking your chance
It's a big mistake
I said it might blow up in your pretty face
I'm not saying do it anyway
But you're going to

And if they call me a slut
You know it might be worth it for once
And if I'm gonna be drunk
Might as well be drunk in love

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PS: My Post Scriptum splashed, sprayed, sprawled like you universal across my mundane heart, your bared tummy, my scorching ecstasies serving my hole fucking neightion, my holocaust cuntry, err, like pop-musickly doing my tail justice, and pretty swiftly, though I can last for heart cactus hours, viewPS … who would mock my virtuous low-heeled moccasins, the sins of loathing pricelassly succulent mocca & socks, ha?