#mr bonzo s on his way he wants to stay he wants to play with you

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hmm. Mr Bonzo's skin being described as 'hide'. Do Not Like That.

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why must you like Bonzo. He is terrible. And horrible.

Mr Bonzo is love. Mr Bonzo is life. Mr Bonzo is a brilliant, beautiful beast. BEAUTIFUL BRILLIANT MR BONZO AMAZING ENTERTAINING SWEATY SAGGY RUBBERY PUFFY SKIN COQUETTISH JOLLY SUCCESSFUL FUNNY CLOWN BEST MASCOT MOST EPIC COLOUR SCHEME ALMOST SENSATIONAL PLEASING SHAPE MR BONZO IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD HUG HIM SO HE CAN GET THE SATISFACTION I WOULD MAKE HIM A LOVELY MEAL AND INVITE HIM IN WHILE PLAYING HIS SONG MYSELF IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD TALK TO HIM AND SING WITH HIM I WOULD CARE FOR HIS SKIN AND HIS SKIN WOULD LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN JOHN GETTING MOISTURISED I WOULD BECOME MORE OF A MONSTER THAN HIM IF IT MEANS HELPING HIM RUBBERY SAGGY STRIPPIN PIECE OF TWINKY SWEATY CLOWN MR JUST WANTS TO STAY WANTS TO PLAY WITH HIS ADORABLE HAT HIS FUCKING AWESOME HAT I HOPE I CAN GET IT FROM HIM ITD BE MY PRIZED POSSESSION I HOPE HE LIVES FOREVER AND THE SOUND OF HIS TUNE WILL BE A SYMPHONY FOR MY SENSES TO REJOICE THE DAY WHEN MR BONZO'S S ON HIS WAY AND WANTS TO STAY AND WANTS TO PLAY BONZO BONZO BONZO BONZOOOOOOOO

[urbanchangeling]

I have audio processing issues so if you were also confused these are the simple yet horrifying lyrics to Mr Bonzo:

Mr Bonzo 's on his way

He wants to stay

He wants to play (with me!)

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BEAUTIFUL BRILLIANT MR BONZO AMAZING ENTERTAINING SWEATY SAGGY RUBBERY PUFFY SKIN COQUETTISH JOLLY SUCCESSFUL FUNNY CLOWN BEST MASCOT MOST EPIC COLOUR SCHEME ALMOST SENSATIONAL PLEASING SHAPE MR BONZO IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD HUG HIM SO HE CAN GET THE SATISFACTION I WOULD MAKE HIM A LOVELY MEAL AND INVITE HIM IN WHILE PLAYING HIS SONG MYSELF IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD TALK TO HIM AND SING WITH HIM I WOULD CARE FOR HIS SKIN AND HIS SKIN WOULD LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN JON GETTING MOISTURISED I WOULD BECOME MORE OF A MONSTER THAN HIM IF IT MEANS HELPING HIM RUBBERY SAGGY STRIPPIN PIECE OF TWINKY SWEATY CLOWN MR JUST WANTS TO STAY WANTS TO PLAY WITH HIS ADORABLE HAT HIS FUCKING AWESOME HAT I HOPE I CAN GET IT FROM HIM ITD BE MY PRIZED POSSESSION I HOPE HE LIVES FOREVER AND THE SOUND OF HIS TUNE WILL BE A SYMPHONY FOR MY SENSES TO REJOICE THE DAY WHEN MR BONZO'S S ON HIS WAY AND WANTS TO STAY AND WANTS TO PLAY BONZO BONZO BONZO BONZOOOOOOOO

there’s no canonical agreement over the afterlife in tma, but it’s contradictory given that mr bonzo is a creature that could have only been conjured in the deepest pits of hell

[reincarnated70sbaby]

star crossed

-chapter one-

jimmy page x fem!OC

warnings: none!

A/N: so I’ve been toying with this idea for a while, and I’ve finally felt inspired enough to put it in motion!!

words: 2.4k (🤨)

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Fresh off the success of Led Zeppelin, the namesake band were already quick to get back into the studio and start recording material for a new album.After a long eight months of non-stop touring, the band already had a sizeable amount of rough demos, all written on the road or between concerts.

On a warm day in September, they reached Mystic Studios, and were finally able to transform the songs from paper to production. Arriving at the studio early, the band entered, not knowing what to expect as the manager and owner of the small studio, Tom, was quite vague on the equipment available.

“Finally, that car ride took fucking years” Bonzo complained, after being stuck in the small vehicle for almost an hour straight in the balmy Los Angeles climate.

“God damned Yankee traffic, they should really fix that, I mean, how is it normal to add an hour to your commute time every day?” Robert inquired, getting out of the sleek, black car.

“We’ll we’re here now, let’s just get down to recording eh?” Jonesy stated, ever being the optimist.

They walked through the wide double doors, upon which they met Tom. Jonesy, Bonzo and Robert chatted shortly with Tom, before continuing on with the tour of the studio. Jimmy, having been napping in the car ride, was stretching his legs while his band mates were entering the studio. When he entered, he collided with a flock of red hair, the owner of which stared up at him in shock.

“Uh, s-sorry Mr Page, didn’t see you there, hope your ok” Alice stuttered, unaware that the famous band were arriving this early in the morning.

“I would hope you’re ok, after all you’re the one who ended up on the floor” Jimmy chuckled, extending a hand to the young woman, Alice taking it and rearranging her disorganised stack of paper in her hands.

“Thank you, Mr Page” Alice replied, avoiding Jimmy’s eyes in embarrassment.

“Please, call me Jimmy, no need for the formalities” Jimmy replied coolly, slightly intrigued by the aura of mystery that surrounded her.

“Yeah okay, Jimmy, I should uh get going” Alice said with a smile, while pointing to a random direction behind her, her legs kicked into action and she walked quickly to the back office.

Jimmy stood there for a brief moment, liking how his name sounded in her voice, before getting his head straight and navigating his way to the recording booth.

“Ah, there he is, the famous Jimmy Page!” Tom declared as soon as Jimmy entered the mod room connected to the booth.

The rest of the band rolled their eyes, most publicists and managers often overly praised the guitarist, aware of his famous temperament and trying to stay in the good side.

Finally, once introductions and navigation were over, the band could finally start the recording process. They started off with a bit of a loose sesh, playing random riffs and melodies that came to them in the moment, as well as prepared verses and choruses written on the road. Then they decided to begin recording ‘The Lemon Song’.

Upon hearing the song playing, deciding since all of her small errands and messages were complete, Alice walked into the mod room.

“Hello, Alice, how y’a doing this morning?” Tom questioned, his heavy southern accent reverberating through the soundproofed room.

“Great, how’s the band? They sound great” Alice replied, still not sure of what to think of Tom, this only being her third week as an intern in the studio. She desperately needed the money, it was actually good pay considering all the work she did all day, part- receptionist, part assistant, part cleaner.

“Pretty good honey, now will you go get me a coffee from the store down the street? Two sugars and cream please” Tom commanded, obviously not up for conversation at the minute. Alice rolled her eyes behind his back, wishing she could be a bit more involved with the recording process. It was her dream after all, to be a sound engineer. That’s why she moved out to L.A, leaving everything and everyone she knew behind at home.

Walking down to the diner down the block, Ellie collected Toms usual of coffee and bagel with cream cheese, the order she knew by heart at this point. Wondering if the band would like coffee, she decided against it incase they weren’t on break yet. Knowing the work with of rockstars, they might only take a break at 10pm once they got into the groove of recording.

Returning to Mystic, Alice walked through the reception , straight to to mod room. When she entered, they entire band, along with the recent arrival of their infamous manager, Peter Grant, were all situated around the room, conversing over the song playing over.

“Working hard or hardly working boys, Hmm?” Alice quipped before handing Tom his coffee, before exiting.

“Who was that? I met her briefly today but I didn’t get anything out her” Jimmy inquired to Tom.

“Oh, that’s Alice, she’s our intern, great little thing, always round to help if anybody needs it” Tom replied curtly, looking up from the mixing table.

“Hmm, quite the looker isnt she eh?” Robert joked, noticing how bright her eyes went when she saw all the band in the control room.

“If you say so, but we keep it professional in this studio boys” Tom instructed, his fatherly side coming out, after all he did feel a bit responsible for Alice. If she didn’t get the job he could’ve only assumed that she would be out on the streets.

“Ah just some fun and games Tom, we’re very professional, as you know yourself” Bonzo joked, knowing he would only flirt with her as a joke, he was married after all.

“Right enough chatter about the bird, let’s get back to recording” Peter demanded, not there for gossiping.

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The following days ensued similarly, the boys would record a track, dissect it in the booth, before recording any new ideas or improvements. The band often stayed early into the morning hours, determined to finish a song, not matter how long it took.

Once Alice arrived early the next week, Tom immediately asked for his usual order in the diner. On returning however, Tom asked Alice to stay in the control room.

“Alice, thank you for this” Tom said, gesturing to the coffee on the table, realising only recently that he wasn’t the nicest to Alice. Determined to work on the friendship with her, he decided it would best if she got more experience into the recording and mixing process, knowing she wanted to move into that career path.

“Of course, what did you want me for” Alice asked, unsure of her boss’s newfound friendliness.

“We’ll Alice, I’m just going to be straight with you here for a moment” Tom started, looking her in teh eyes with a stern face. Alice gulped, fearing she was going to be fired. She couldn’t fathom why though, she thought she did everything perfectly. Maybe she got his coffee order wrong and ordered it wrong each time? Maybe they didn’t need her anymore? She couldn’t understand that possibility, as the office was a lot more organised and certainly cleaner, after her arrival.

“Uhm, sure?” Alice replied uncertainly, not sure where the conversation was going.

“Well Alice” Alice gulped. “I know I haven’t been the friendliest to you, and I am aware of your aspirations to become a sound engineer, am I correct” Alice nodded quickly, keeping her eyes on Toms. “I am very thankful for everything you do in this studio, you are the backbone of us here, always picking up the grunt work when It needs to be done” Alice released a deep sigh, thankful that she wasn’t going to be fired.

“Oh phew, thank god, uh yeah, no thank you for keeping me on” Alice replied releasing a quick sigh.

“Keeping you on? You didn’t think I was going to fire you was I? Oh god Alice, I’m sorry for making you feel anxious, I could see you were getting a bit agitated” Tom said, trying to calm down the redhead.

“Thank god, anyway, you were saying” Alice continued, curious to know where he was going with his spiel.

“Oh yes, uh, where was I? Right, yes I want to break you into the engineering side of this job, if that’s ok with you. I’ll teach you the basics later, but you’ll be learning on your feet okay? It might be a bit overwhelming, to put it nicely, at first, with all the jargon and knowledge. But soon you’ll catch on, you’re a very bright girl so I know it won’t take too long” Tom finished, hoping he didn’t sound to brash.

“Oh my god, I can’t uh, thank you! I really appreciate this Tom, it’s my dream, wow!” Alice excitedly replied, finally happy to get down with the business. She sprung to her feet, and flew her arms around Tom. He didn’t really know what to do, but nevertheless he hugged her back, happy they were on an amiable relationship.

“Okay, uh, hate to say this, but could you just bring me in the extra tapes in the back room, then we can start the whole process when you get back, before the band get in obviously. Once they are in you will just shadow me ok?” Tom requested.

“Yeah of course, I’ll go get those now, anything else” Alice asked, not really wanted to do any more errands after weeks of doing them, but still being polite.

“No that should be fine” Tom answered, resisting the urge to ask her to get him a donut. He just reminded himself that it would be good to have a second engineer in the room, especially one he could train with his liking.

Alice walked to the back storage room, looking for more tapes. On entry, a small box on the bottom shelf caught her eye. On the top of the box ‘FRAGILE’ was printed in dark red letter. It looked like it hadn’t been touched in years, with the amount of dust covering it. Swiping away the dust on the label, it read ‘THEREMIN’. Alice eyes widened, she had heard of this instrument when in school, but hadn’t seen one in real life, as they were hard to master and not in fashion with any music genre currently.

Re-entering the mod room, she placed the extra tapes on the large table at the back of the room. Sitting down on the large swivel chard beside Tom, he started explaining the control board to her, as well and slang for certain keys and nobs. He continued until the band arrived, around 30 minutes later. Tom requested Alice stay in the control room, feeling she could be of benefit. Checking over her notes, she began to familiarise with the huge board. There must have been around 100 nobs and switches, all with different functions. Tom was impressed with Alice’s intellect, she responded well and added thoughtful questions about the mixing process. Tom could tell within a week she would be well roped into the process.

Taking a break, the band, Alice, Tom and Peter all sat down for lunch in teh small break room. There was only two tables so they conjoined them and ate together. Conversation flowed easily, everyone exchanging funny stories from the business, touring and random tidbits of memories.

“And I was sitting there with a frozen banana smoothie all down my front, absolutely frozen - I mean what are you supposed to do when you tell a girl no to her invitation to you coming back to her house, in god knows where, then she throws an fucking smoothie at you” Robert stated exasperatedly finishing off his sandwich

“Come on Rob, that was nearly five months ago, you would’ve thought you’d have forgotten it by now” Peter joked with a gently shove to Robert.

“Yeah I know, still gives me nightmares at night” Robert answered while playfully rolling his eyes.

“Same thing happened to me Robert, except, it was my wife and she was giving out shit to me for missing my daughter Grace’s dance recital” Tom added.

“Um, actually Tom, you missed Hannah’s recital, Graces is on next week. I think the handprint Cheryl left on the back of your head was a cute accessory hm?” Alice added, casually calling Tom out on his bluff.

The entire table went quite before bursting out in laughter. Alice panicked for a moment, fearing she went too far but calmed when they all laughed, joining in too.

“The bird is English? Why didn’t you tell us Tom?” Bonzo asked, directing his eyes to Alice.

“Excuse you, the bird is sitting right here” Alice said, pointing to herself.

“Well I thought you would’ve picked up on it by now John” Tom replied.

“Well uh, the drums, y’know” Bonzo answered, shaking his hands around his ears with a smirk plastered on his face. He was actually quite embarrassed that he overlooked her that much, she seemed like a talented girl behind the booth screen.

“Where you from love” Jonesy enquired kindly to Alice, opening up the conversation to her again.

“Well, I’m from a small village beside Heston. I used to live in France til I was five, as my mother is French” Alice replied with a smile, Jonesy was the one she talked to the most.

“Well would you look at that. How small the world is, you and Jim being from the same place. Mad world Hmm? How did someone from Heston like you end up in the city of angels?” Peter enquired, finding the whole situation rather funny, both Alice and Jimmy going slightly red.

“Um, I finished school at sixteen and moved out her shortly after, and have been here since” Alice answered, slightly embarrassed that she didn’t know she was reared in the same town as Jimmy Page.

“So you must be what, around 20 something?” Robert asked.

“No, I actually just turned 36 last month, I guess I look younger that I am” said Alice, trying to keep a straight face. She was met with dumbfounded faces of the Zeppelin lads. The boys looked between her and Tom, who kept his expression neutral, running with the joke.

“Gosh, you don’t look it’s, that’s for sure” Robert interrupted, still hoodwinked by the new information.

All of Alice’s self control was lost, she and Tom both bursting out simultaneously, wiping away tears after a coupole minutes of gut laughter.

“Of course I don’t, I’m only 18 for gods sake!”

“Right, enough small talk, let’s plan the songs you wanna record next” Tom interjected, stewing the conversation back to business.

“Well I think we should start with Whole Lotta Love and see how it goes” Jimmy piped up, only now joining the conversation, previously he had being staring at Alice, trying to place her as she looked familiar.

“Yeah I agree, that one probably needs the most work” Bonzo added, happy to get down to the complicated track.

Various forms of agreement were sounded from the rest of the band and staff. When they had finished up they all returned, energised to continue the recording the album.

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ok so first chapter! this was going to be a prologue but I think I’ll just add another chapter before we time skip!!

again, please feel free to leave any criticism in the comments!! if anyone has any ideas or plot points they think would work, just message me and I’ll see what we can do!!

tag list - @rebel-without-a-zeppelin @princesspagey

ask me if you want to be added!

[bonzobotdrum]

BONZOOOOOOOOOOOOO BEAUTIFUL BRILLIANT MR BONZO AMAZING ENTERTAINING SWEATY SAGGY RUBBERY PUFFY SKIN COQUETTISH JOLLY SUCCESSFUL FUNNY CLOWN BEST MASCOT MOST EPIC COLOUR SCHEME ALMOST SENSATIONAL PLEASING SHAPE MR BONZO IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD HUG HIM SO HE CAN GET THE SATISFACTION I WOULD MAKE HIM A LOVELY MEAL AND INVITE HIM IN WHILE PLAYING HIS SONG MYSELF IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD TALK TO HIM AND SING WITH HIM I WOULD CARE FOR HIS SKIN AND HIS SKIN WOULD LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN JON GETTING MOISTURISED I WOULD BECOME MORE OF A MONSTER THAN HIM IF IT MEANS HELPING HIM RUBBERY SAGGY STRIPPIN PIECE OF TWINKY SWEATY CLOWN MR JUST WANTS TO STAY WANTS TO PLAY WITH HIS ADORABLE HAT HIS FUCKING AWESOME HAT I HOPE I CAN GET IT FROM HIM ITD BE MY PRIZED POSSESSION I HOPE HE LIVES FOREVER AND THE SOUND OF HIS TUNE WILL BE A SYMPHONY FOR MY SENSES TO REJOICE THE DAY WHEN MR BONZO'S S ON HIS WAY AND WANTS TO STAY AND WANTS TO PLAY BONZO BONZO BONZO BONZOOOOOOOO

Made a tmagp uquiz, if anyone wants to take it and tell me who they got/what they thought that would be great!

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Do you have any more good words of Bonzo that you wish to share?

BEAUTIFUL BRILLIANT MR BONZO AMAZING ENTERTAINING SWEATY SAGGY RUBBERY PUFFY SKIN COQUETTISH JOLLY SUCCESSFUL FUNNY CLOWN BEST MASCOT MOST EPIC COLOUR SCHEME ALMOST SENSATIONAL PLEASING SHAPE MR BONZO IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD HUG HIM SO HE CAN GET THE SATISFACTION I WOULD MAKE HIM A LOVELY MEAL AND INVITE HIM IN WHILE PLAYING HIS SONG MYSELF IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD TALK TO HIM AND SING WITH HIM I WOULD CARE FOR HIS SKIN AND HIS SKIN WOULD LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN JON GETTING MOISTURISED I WOULD BECOME MORE OF A MONSTER THAN HIM IF IT MEANS HELPING HIM RUBBERY SAGGY STRIPPIN PIECE OF TWINKY SWEATY CLOWN MR JUST WANTS TO STAY WANTS TO PLAY WITH HIS ADORABLE HAT HIS FUCKING AWESOME HAT I HOPE I CAN GET IT FROM HIM ITD BE MY PRIZED POSSESSION I HOPE HE LIVES FOREVER AND THE SOUND OF HIS TUNE WILL BE A SYMPHONY FOR MY SENSES TO REJOICE THE DAY WHEN MR BONZO'S S ON HIS WAY AND WANTS TO STAY AND WANTS TO PLAY BONZO BONZO BONZO BONZOOOOOOOO

adapted from a post from @borderlinenocturnal to be more awesome /lh

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join the bonzo haters

BEAUTIFUL BRILLIANT MR BONZO AMAZING ENTERTAINING SWEATY SAGGY RUBBERY PUFFY SKIN COQUETTISH JOLLY SUCCESSFUL FUNNY CLOWN BEST MASCOT MOST EPIC COLOUR SCHEME ALMOST SENSATIONAL PLEASING SHAPE MR BONZO IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD HUG HIM SO HE CAN GET THE SATISFACTION I WOULD MAKE HIM A LOVELY MEAL AND INVITE HIM IN WHILE PLAYING HIS SONG MYSELF IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD TALK TO HIM AND SING WITH HIM I WOULD CARE FOR HIS SKIN AND HIS SKIN WOULD LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN JON GETTING MOISTURISED I WOULD BECOME MORE OF A MONSTER THAN HIM IF IT MEANS HELPING HIM RUBBERY SAGGY STRIPPIN PIECE OF TWINKY SWEATY CLOWN MR JUST WANTS TO STAY WANTS TO PLAY WITH HIS ADORABLE HAT HIS FUCKING AWESOME HAT I HOPE I CAN GET IT FROM HIM ITD BE MY PRIZED POSSESSION I HOPE HE LIVES FOREVER AND THE SOUND OF HIS TUNE WILL BE A SYMPHONY FOR MY SENSES TO REJOICE THE DAY WHEN MR BONZO'S S ON HIS WAY AND WANTS TO STAY AND WANTS TO PLAY BONZO BONZO BONZO BONZOOOOOOOO

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Is this a challenge. Because I personally believe that BEAUTIFUL BRILLIANT MR BONZO AMAZING ENTERTAINING SWEATY SAGGY RUBBERY PUFFY SKIN COQUETTISH JOLLY SUCCESSFUL FUNNY CLOWN BEST MASCOT MOST EPIC COLOUR SCHEME ALMOST SENSATIONAL PLEASING SHAPE MR BONZO IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD HUG HIM SO HE CAN GET THE SATISFACTION I WOULD MAKE HIM A LOVELY MEAL AND INVITE HIM IN WHILE PLAYING HIS SONG MYSELF IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD TALK TO HIM AND SING WITH HIM I WOULD CARE FOR HIS SKIN AND HIS SKIN WOULD LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN JON GETTING MOISTURISED I WOULD BECOME MORE OF A MONSTER THAN HIM IF IT MEANS HELPING HIM RUBBERY SAGGY STRIPPIN PIECE OF TWINKY SWEATY CLOWN MR JUST WANTS TO STAY WANTS TO PLAY WITH HIS ADORABLE HAT HIS FUCKING AWESOME HAT I HOPE I CAN GET IT FROM HIM ITD BE MY PRIZED POSSESSION I HOPE HE LIVES FOREVER AND THE SOUND OF HIS TUNE WILL BE A SYMPHONY FOR MY SENSES TO REJOICE THE DAY WHEN MR BONZO'S S ON HIS WAY AND WANTS TO STAY AND WANTS TO PLAY BONZO BONZO BONZO BONZOOOOOOOO

MR BONZO?

STUPID IDIOT MOTHERFUCKING MR BONZO GOD DAMN FOOL UNFUCKBLE MONSTER EATING RAT OLD BASTARD SHITHEAD IDIOT AVATAR OF THE WHORE BIGGEST CLOWN IN THE CIRCUS LAUGHED OUT OF TOWN COWBOY MOTHERFUCKING MR BONZO. STOP PINNING ME WHEN I TALK ABOUT MR BONZO I HATE HIM SO MUCH WHY DOES HE HAVE SO MANY FUCKED UP SONGS WHY DID HE DECIDE TO FUCK AROUND AND FIND OUT GO TO A STRIPP CLUB IS HE DEAD IS HE A BASTARD MAN HAS SUCH A VISCERAL AFFECT ON ME NOT EVEN IN THE ROOM NEVER SEEN THIS MANS FACE AND I KNOW HE HAS THE WORLDS SAGGIEST AND SWEATTIEST SKIN GET AWAY FROM ME.if i wanted to get into heaven and god said Mr Bonzos waiting inside i would piss on gods feet for the sole purpose of getting sent back down. if i have to deal with Mr Bonzo speaking one word in person on voice in podcast not only will i close the tab i will delete my bookmark out of spite and have to rewatch the entire series again for the experience of being able to skip all the times when he is mentioned or alive. i dont even know why i hate him so much. he works for the UK Government but i am just mad because i am ANGY. he better have some fucked up backstory to explain this if hes just some tv shithead whos a fan of creepypasta and wanted the irl version ill go ham. BETTER have had a costume make him a kill a man cuz if he didnt Im going to make him. Episodes not even about him. vaguely mentioned what is supposed to maybe be his show and I lost it. Where the fuck is Mr Bonzo if hes still alive im going to so deeply wish he wasnt. Crusty old clown. I´ll punch Mr Bonzo and his sad frail old man twig bones will simply flake apart under my epic huge meat fist and he will disintegrate until all thats left is one final cd he kept on him at all times simply titled Now You Fucked Up in ancient yiddish. im not breathing im hyperventilating at this point. I hope theres a date given for when Mr Bonzo died or will die so i can make it a reminder on my phone. Everyday once a year i will see it and do anything but pay respects to the man who had so many fucked up teeth

[bonzobotdrum]

BEAUTIFUL BRILLIANT MR BONZO AMAZING ENTERTAINING SWEATY SAGGY RUBBERY PUFFY SKIN COQUETTISH JOLLY SUCCESSFUL FUNNY CLOWN BEST MASCOT MOST EPIC COLOUR SCHEME ALMOST SENSATIONAL PLEASING SHAPE MR BONZO IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD HUG HIM SO HE CAN GET THE SATISFACTION I WOULD MAKE HIM A LOVELY MEAL AND INVITE HIM IN WHILE PLAYING HIS SONG MYSELF IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD TALK TO HIM AND SING WITH HIM I WOULD CARE FOR HIS SKIN AND HIS SKIN WOULD LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN JON GETTING MOISTURISED I WOULD BECOME MORE OF A MONSTER THAN HIM IF IT MEANS HELPING HIM RUBBERY SAGGY STRIPPIN PIECE OF TWINKY SWEATY CLOWN MR JUST WANTS TO STAY WANTS TO PLAY WITH HIS ADORABLE HAT HIS FUCKING AWESOME HAT I HOPE I CAN GET IT FROM HIM ITD BE MY PRIZED POSSESSION I HOPE HE LIVES FOREVER AND THE SOUND OF HIS TUNE WILL BE A SYMPHONY FOR MY SENSES TO REJOICE THE DAY WHEN MR BONZO'S S ON HIS WAY AND WANTS TO STAY AND WANTS TO PLAY BONZO BONZO BONZO BONZOOOOOOOO

thinking about that stupid fucking comedy mascot (derogatory) again

Fuck you Mr. Bonzo you are a plague on my mind.

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BEAUTIFUL BRILLIANT MR BONZO AMAZING ENTERTAINING SWEATY SAGGY RUBBERY PUFFY SKIN COQUETTISH JOLLY SUCCESSFUL FUNNY CLOWN BEST MASCOT MOST EPIC COLOUR SCHEME ALMOST SENSATIONAL PLEASING SHAPE MR BONZO IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD HUG HIM SO HE CAN GET THE SATISFACTION I WOULD MAKE HIM A LOVELY MEAL AND INVITE HIM IN WHILE PLAYING HIS SONG MYSELF IF HE CAME FOR ME I WOULD TALK TO HIM AND SING WITH HIM I WOULD CARE FOR HIS SKIN AND HIS SKIN WOULD LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN JON GETTING MOISTURISED I WOULD BECOME MORE OF A MONSTER THAN HIM IF IT MEANS HELPING HIM RUBBERY SAGGY STRIPPIN PIECE OF TWINKY SWEATY CLOWN MR JUST WANTS TO STAY WANTS TO PLAY WITH HIS ADORABLE HAT HIS FUCKING AWESOME HAT I HOPE I CAN GET IT FROM HIM ITD BE MY PRIZED POSSESSION I HOPE HE LIVES FOREVER AND THE SOUND OF HIS TUNE WILL BE A SYMPHONY FOR MY SENSES TO REJOICE THE DAY WHEN MR BONZO'S S ON HIS WAY AND WANTS TO STAY AND WANTS TO PLAY BONZO BONZO BONZO BONZOOOOOOOO

its funny to me that the whole tmp fandom is just talking about bonzo, occasionally the statements, but usually bonzo (specifically abt how much they hate him)