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The Irma Luhrman-Merman murder
Turned the bird’s word lurid
The whir and the purr of a twirler girl
She would the world were demurer
The insurer’s allure
For valor were pure Kari Wuhrer
One fervid whirl over her turgid error
Rural juror
Rural juror
I will never forget you
Rural juror
I’ll always be glad I met you
Rural jurorI will never forget you
Rural juror
I’ll always be glad I met you
Rural juror
Rural juror
These were the best days of my flerm—
This has surely been on everyone’s dash a lot, but I legitimately think this is better songwriting than anything on Smash that wasn’t Bollywood-inspired (and a lot of new musicals for that matter).
This is basically Tumblr.
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I forgot to wash my face, didn’t I? I meant to do it at the club but when I got in the bathroom everything started up again.
—Randy Lemon (30 Rock)
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