mclennon

Paul: (starts reading a mclennon book called Paul & John) You know, John, the author of this book is McLennon trash.

John: You mean she's made out of garbage? (eyes widen)

Paul: (facepalm) No, John. She just likes the idea of us being together.

John: (alone in his thoughts) I like the idea too... Wait, what?! I'm not a fucking queer!

Paul: John. (snaps fingers) JOHN!

John: (snaps out of his trance and cups Paul's face and kisses him hard)

George: (walks into the room, drops bag of chips with mouth agape.)

Ringo: (rolls eyes and sighs) Why do we always have to walk in on you guys kissing?

Paul: (growls; pulls away) Would you rather walk in on us fucking?

John: Yeah. ( wiggles eyebrows; smirks) According to the birds we bring to our hotel room, I give a pretty good shag. I bet Paulie's screams will be better.

Ringo: (looks down awkwardly) Uhm... I'm going to go eat potato soup.

George: I'll join you. (walks out the room awkwardly)

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Yes I sported my own book. So bleh!
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