Not sure exactly how I got to this point in my life, and I imagine I'll do a lot of reflecting on it when I slouch into my final death bed and set out on the pointless journey into nothingness (kind of like most of you on your way to work in the morning), but I could watch Robyn fart into a bag for an hour and come away thinking it was the most romantic thing I've ever seen. Wait, do they fart in Sweden? Here's the new video for "Call Your Girlfriend." If this doesn't do anything for you, then I have nothing else to say to you right now. Good day.
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robyn kind of looks like this other chick i know named luke
I would dance with myself so hard if that were the case.
boof.
Hoye goyes! I'm gonna go work on my back roll floor hump now! Catch you laters!
Your back roll floor hump needs work, frankly.
At least I do the rolling part. Unlike other people. Jeez.
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