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Musica.ly 

A stupid app for girls who don’t have real friends.
Hey, we should do a musica.ly
“No”
Musica.ly by Pinapplesauce May 12, 2018

Practica Musica 

An evil computer program made by satin that attempts to teach musically gifted students (who may or may not have any interest in becoming a musician) music theory. With exercises ranging from cord progression to speed intervals, one will be left exasperated. When you get one answer correct you get one point, but when you answer one of the questions incorrectly you lose everything... including your self esteem. Those who passed an exercise either cheated off a friend or had weeties for breakfast. Those who pass the entire course are complete losers and deserve to be shunned from society.

Side effects include: hurty headaches, frustration, humiliation, an obscure feeling of wanting to kick babies
Music student A: Hey wanna work on practica musica during a free period?
Music student B: go fuck yourself
Practica Musica by Theefinisher February 11, 2010

Ovis Musica 

Conductor of Evangeline, Musica. Forever smiles as his opposers fall in wilting despair. He owns a woodland filled with foxes, he is the capturer of Earth, loved by the unfortunate, leader of the Zodiac, finally collected in 2044, built the kingdom of Evangeline.
Message the men and the marks of Musica, you will turn back, or I'll blacken your aura - Ovis Musica
Ovis Musica by Otto.B April 10, 2024

FuckHop Music 

Stems from Hip-hop music with a pornographic twist or message. Created by Christopher "Crim Diggla" Denson and Donnell "Swoss" Copeland
Oh my! This sounds like porn in music form this must be FuckHop Music .
FuckHop Music by T.F.H.K April 14, 2020

Phexxxy Music 

Plus size twerk music created by Earnesia "E.Nicole" Nobles
All my bbw's to the dance floor that Phexxxy Music bout to come on.
Phexxxy Music by T.F.H.K April 14, 2020

Pulling a Sound of Music 

Gallivanting with exuberance through a valley, over a hill, across a field, or into a sunset. Usually performed until physical exhaustion resulting in collapse.
Internal Monologue- “I need to be writing, but my writers block makes me wants to take off running into the wheat field around this building, arms stretched wide, until I collapse. I can just imagine judgmental eyes starring on from the parking lot as they silently ponder the reason why I’m “Pulling a Sound of Music” this afternoon. “Did he get fired?” “Is someone chasing him?” “Should we run too?” When I tire, I’ll take a swan dive into the wheat and disappear below the stocks; out of sight. That’s where I’ll lie until I can come to grips with sitting at my desk for the rest of the day. I’m sure security will be called due to this strange behavior and they’ll surely investigate only to find me slowly disappearing out of sight and into the Kansas abyss. They’ll laugh and dub me the “Wheat Runner”. A slow walk back will return me to the building and my desk where I will, of course, deny ever having done such a thing despite the numerous eye witness accounts.