© everlark

platonic shoulder touching


Well, I’m a peanut bar, and I’m here to say
Your checks will arrive on another day!
Another day, another dime, another rhyme, another dollar,
Another stuffed shirt with another white collar,
Criminals, Wall Street, taking the pie,
And all the black man gets is a plate of white lies,
Prisons recruiting, the police be shooting,
Them rap artists looting, them labels all deluding,
And Barack Obama is scared of me,
'Cause I don't swallow knowledge and I spit it for free,
Let me clear my throat!


Community credits in the style of The Walking Dead. Dan Harmon’s reaction: “I love this.” Me too, Dan.

Jeff/Annie, 5x03 parallels (for teruel-a-witch)

Community 5x03 Deleted Scene


Twenty-five cents at a time he’s taking our souls,
Government men can’t help - we’re all alone.
Are you feeling it in the breeze?
Did you pull your belt tight?
You know that it’s wrong,
You know that it’s right.
Out of the shadows, down the coin goes,
Why, oh, why do you suppose?
Only the bandit knows…