shitthebeatlesdidntsay:
George: Paul, could you come here? Paul: *walks in* George: Did you eat my — *holds up a butchers knife angrily and points to a half-eaten piece of cake* Paul: *runs away*
George: Paul, could you come here?
Paul: *walks in*
George: Did you eat my — *holds up a butchers knife angrily and points to a half-eaten piece of cake*
Paul: *runs away*
pzhika2dkosametchori:
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Paul with his favorite radio