Me and the boys on the way to shit on Thatcher’s grave.
this post was submitted on 01 May 2025
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And I looked, and behold goose and goslings: and their name was Death, and Hell followed with them.
For whom the goose honks; It honks for thee
Baby, I compare you to a hiss from a goose on a grave
Ooh, the more honks from you,
the stranger it feels, yeah
Murders returning to shit on the graves of their victims.
You're approaching me?
life and death are nothing but a wild goose chase
Honkin past the graveyard
My favorite title so far.
Parents bringing their children to the graveyard to visit grandma's grave.
New goose goofin'.
shivers
Are these greyve geese?