Hey, sexy bone-marrow pelvis, shake them atomic gains!
(OK, but like, if I produced synthetic plutonium I would make the box look like a chocolate box. Those workers & engineers deserve to have a fun work environment, engage in some shenanigans, make an oopsie from time to time.)
And it goes straight to my hips. By which I mean the bone marrow in my pelvis.
Why the pelvis specifically? How did it get there? What were you doing with it?
These hips don’t lie : you got cancer
Hey, sexy bone-marrow pelvis, shake them atomic gains!
(OK, but like, if I produced synthetic plutonium I would make the box look like a chocolate box. Those workers & engineers deserve to have a fun work environment, engage in some shenanigans, make an oopsie from time to time.)