With nobody else
I flapjack alone, yeah
Yeah, you know when I flapjack alone
I prefer to be by myself
Now that’s just mean, Caesar.
Bob has looked at roofs from both sides now / From east and west, and still somehow / It’s roof illusions he recalls / Bob really don’t know roofs at all
Stargazing?
Love is blind… and apparently brain damaged.
Give him a big bear hug, Abby… around his neck.
In a world… where Andy Warhol and Jeff Koons are celebrated, what’s the value of talent?
The Riddler: Was that over the top? I can never tell.
Batman Forever (1995)
Tomás de Torquemada gives this two thumbscrews up.
Yes we did. To keep it quiet, Huey, mail $500/week to PO Box…
With nobody else
I flapjack alone, yeah
With nobody else
Yeah, you know when I flapjack alone
I prefer to be by myself