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[Copypasta]Niga Higa Bromance song lyrics
🌈 BROMANCE 👊 nothing really gay 🥵 about it 💯 not that there's 👌 anything wrong with being gay 🌈 BROMANCE 👊 shouldn't be ashamed 👀 or hide it 👤 I love you 😍 in the most heterosexual way 🍆 💦
🌈 BROMANCE 👊 nothing really gay 🥵 about it 💯 not that there's 👌 anything wrong with being KappaPride gay 🌈 BROMANCE 👊 shouldn't be ashamed 👀 or hide it 👤 I love you 😍 in the most heterosexual way 🍆 💦
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Bears after a green day
It’s 4:01pm. Bears solemnly log out of their devastated brokerage account, get up from their makeshift desk made up of a stack of empty Michelina’s frozen lasagna dinners, head up the stairs of their father’s basement, grab the keys to their tan ‘97 Chevy Cavalier and a cloth mask embroidered with the word “VOTE,” and drive down the street to the local gay bar for a holiday themed burlesque show.
It’s 4:01pm. Bears solemnly log out of their devastated brokerage account, get up from their makeshift desk made up of a stack of empty Michelina’s frozen lasagna dinners, head up the stairs of their father’s basement, grab the keys to their tan ‘97 Chevy Cavalier and a cloth mask embroidered with the word “VOTE,” and drive down the street to the local gay bar for a holiday themed burlesque show.