what, with all due respect, the absolute fuck
Tag: mood
kiwi:
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This is quite possibly the biggest mood imaginable
some stagehand probably: mr. tchaikovsky sir we cant actually hit the drum this hard it will break the instrument
potyr ilyich tchaikovsky, wheeling a cannon into the theater: does it look like i give a fuck, johann
friendly-neighborhood-patriarch:
ah yes, yellow concrete, make russian boy BEEG n STRONK
the resigned look on his face is priceless.
How at the end he gestures with his hands like βwhat the fuck is thisβ
by the way itβs mashed potatoes






