#queen incorrect quotes
Roger: Why can’t people just be what they want to be?
Deaky:Dead?
Roger:
Freddie: John, do you want to talk about it?
this performance has everything.
- Freddie in those shorts
- Roger with his clown wig
- Brian with a scarf
- sassy Deaky with a happy hat :}
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GUYS THERE IS DEAKY THROWING HIS BASS
sorry for the bad quality :/
My phone has divided the photos based on the facial recognition and in the middle of Rami’s photos there was one of Freddie, I’m crying.
the photo you send to your crush
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the photo you send to your best friend
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Roger, from the bathroom: HELP! I HAVE THE SHAMPOO IN THE EYES, I’LL BECOME BLIND!
Deacy: Don’t worry, it’s baby shampoo.
Freddie: Did you buy some baby shampoo for Roger?
Deacy: No, but at least he stops screaming.
Joe Mazzello is the reason why I have high standards.
When Joe Mazzello starts to put hearts to comments on YouTube there will be an apocalypse.
me, singing: Living in the lap of the gooods
friend: I won’t do that.
me, waiting:
friend:No-
me, waiting:
friend: I hate you.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Brian with scarf. Change my mind.
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me, listening to crazy little thing called love, drying my hair: ARE YOU READY ??
me: *turn off the hair dryer* READY FREDDIE ????
me:*turn the hair dryer back on* CRAZY LITTLE THING CALLED LOVE !!
Ok, calm, I’m moving.
-God, probably, when Freddie arrived in heaven.
listening to a Queen concert at home
when I’m alone:
*screams, runs around the house, sings*
FREDDIE I LOVE YOU
C'MON DISCO DEACY
BRI YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL
ROGER FUCK ME PLEASE
when there are my parents:
Oh, yes. I like them so much.
Roger: But *someone* who I won’t mention the name…
Brian:Roger.
Roger: Yes, Brian?
Brian: You’re pointing to Paul.
Roger:
Roger:Fuck.
24/11/1991
eight years old Gwil: Yee, today’s my birthday!
radio: Freddie Mercury’s dead.
Gwil:
Roger: who the fuck-
John: Language!
Roger: whom the fuck-
John: no
Brian: know why I called you in here?
Roger: because I accidentally sent you a dick pic
Brian: *stops pouring wine* accidentally?
Brian:What’re you two fighting about?
John: he keeps using phrases wrong!
Roger: Oh cry me a table!
Roger:Why are you looking at me through a fork?
John:I’m pretending you’re in jail
Roger:Why?
John:It’s spiritually healing
John, waking up from a deep sleep: Where am I?
Roger, sarcastically:Heaven.
John:Oh…
John:…
John:I didn’t think you’d be here
John: What happens when you press the brake and the accelerator at the same time?
Roger:It takes a screenshot
Brian:Get out, both of you
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