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Elvis never could carry a tune/ And she thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon/ She was tracing her years with her fingers on her skin/ Saying well why don't I begin again/ With turpentine and patches/ With cold, cold Campbell's from the canFollowing
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BRENNAN; Phalanges! Phalanges! Phalanges! Dancing phalanges! Dancing phalanges!
Bones, 3x12 The Baby in the Bough
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Nigel-Murray ♥
Hodgins: (to Cam) Was that you? Ah, who knew you could yell like that?
Brennan: Well, she scared the guards.
Hodgins: I find that so hot.
Bones; 5.12 “The Proof in the Pudding”
I ship Cam/Hodgins! :O
Oh god, me too! ^^
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