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i heard about this play, they said its a play where peeps of color make their own musical that isn't white. that's cool, because white people who sing musicals all sound the same and that sound is bad. all those performing art school dorks singin "look at this stuff, isn't it neat??" in that same awful voice. or that "tomorrow tomorrow I'll love ya tomorrow!!!" song, gently caress that song is bad. p's o.c. don't sing bad like white people, they sing raps and r&bs and those are soothing in an excitable way. hamilton therefore is good.
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if you have aids you probably won't be able to "love ya tomorrow" because tomorrow is not a certainty 
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stay safe pog slammer ghost Nooner posted:holy poo poo, i was just thinking earlier today that I hadnt seen you post in a while and missed you, hi Gatekeeper! 
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George H.W. oval office posted:Best Little Whorehouse in Texas is good fun ugh no it's NOT because i sat through like three hours of poo poo tunes waiting to sneak me peepers upon dolly parton's comically oversized circus tits and she never even let em out
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i saw a rocky horrorshow on the offbroadway and crimson carrots! it was a hecka good time. mr. Sebastian bach of skid row and trailer park boys fame played riff raff and he was beautiful like a gleaming precious woman with powerful magickal hair and the essence of Sephora dusted luxuriously upon his taut face. a guy named terrence mann who once played the bounty hunter alien in the movie CHUDS was the tim curry in the play and he packed a wallop!! his voice boomed like a piano dropped for an ungodly height. he strutted and stuffed and impressed us all with his non-toxic masculinity and empowered femininity. it put us all at ease and gave us tingles we hadn't expected in places we don't usually talk about in public (no one else mentioned the tingles but i knew they shared the tingles, i could feel them comin in the air tonight) but the true highlight was the consummate professional mr. Gilbert gottfried who had fun with a purpose in his role of "the criminologist". his distinctive mouth sounds were a nice counterbalance to the soothing gentle energetic aural emanations from the rest of the play. after the show i met him and shook his hand and got a picture with him and an autograph and it was like getting jacked off by a kennedy, an important dead one, it was that heckin good. sadly there had been a 9/11 not long before the play started and people were afraid of nyc so to my horror the show was forced to stop must going on but hearing terrence mann and seeing sebastian bach and touching gilbert gottfried was a trifecta of goodfeels and it changed my life in ways my doctors still haven't entirely uncovered i haven't heard anyone describe hamilton with words like "CHUD" and "tingles" and "gleaming" so i feel like it probably isn't for me but I have no doubt it's better than every play that isn't Rockys picture horrorshow
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