*eyes roll out of head, across the floor and under the refrigerator*
Now look what you made me do, BR.
*eyes roll out of head, across the floor and under the refrigerator*
Now look what you made me do, BR.
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Made me think of :
On top of spaghetti, all covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatballs when somebody sneezed,
They rolled off the table and onto the floor,
And then my poor meatballs rolled out of the door,
They went into the garden and under a bush,
And so my poor meatballs were nothing but mush
I love ya bags!