Gramsci wrote:One for the dads out there:Let it Go - FrozenLet it go, let it goAnd I'll rise like the break of dawnLet it go, let it goA perfect hexagon!

And one for all you Phil Collins fans:She's an enchiladaShe'll take the whole duvet, believe itQuite pleased with that one.

Underwear bridge downtownThat's where I got a chubUnderwear bridge downtownThose culottes were enough

This is less of a wrong lyric thing, and more the right lyrics in the wrong context, but whatever. My brother and I used to sing WITH NO PARTICULAR PLACE TO GO! at the end of sentences on a quasi-random basis. I still don't understand why, but it was funny at the time.To this day, he still occasionally repeats the last syllable of a sentence a few times, followed by YOU OUGHTA KNOW BY NOW! to piss my sister off.

"Here come the Jetsons, one two three"

This is a song about ElmoI hope he rots in hell-mo

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^ "It's a part.... of my future world fantasy."

Otto Parts wrote:KavanaughKavanaugh-aughKavanaughKavanaugh-augh-augh-augh-augh-aughAt the groper, groper KavanaughHostile and evasive of mannerAt the groper, groper Kavaa-naughThe usual reaction from partisan factionAt the grohh-pahhI lost my lunchI should post that on the NYTimes, those dweebs love that kind of crap

Squish the little Blaseys and make 'em shut up