And it did not go very well. But does anyone ever really know what Mumford & Sons are singing about?
Try to fill in the blank.
Joanna: "They've washed their hands."
Chelsea: "It really itches."
Jean-Luc: "Unless they need it, like, sexually."
Chelsea: "Unless they are a gloved medical professional."
Jean-Luc: "Unless the sugar is a metaphor."
Joanna: Is this about an unsanitary bakery? Health grade B at best, probably C.
Chelsea: Health grade pending for sure.
What do you think of this?
Joanna: Ew. I feel like this comes from someone who doesn't really know what love is and thinks it's food.
Chelsea: I find it super fucked up that he won't love her after she turns 70. Like, what?
Joanna: OMG, really?
Here's that part: "And darling I will be loving you till we're 70 / and baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23 / and I'm thinking about how"
Jean-Luc: "But at 71, your broke ass is out."
Joanna: That's when they both drink poison.
Actual comment on this song's Genius page: "My favorite but I am 68 and hope that love will still be exciting at 80 not just 70" - Carolyn
Joanna: I'm with Carolyn on this one.
Jean-Luc: Carolyn, ya got two years left. Cherish them and hoard food.
What is Flo Rida talking about here?
Joanna: This sounds dangerous!!!!
Chelsea: DID HE FUCKING HIDE A COBRA IN A BIRTHDAY CAKE???
Joanna: I feel like you've destroyed a perfectly good cake when you get a snake involved.
Chelsea: Like, I get you don't like sharing a birthday, Flo Rida, but you gotta calm down a little.
Joanna: Dear Flo Rida, please don't come to my birthday party.