Warnings:
This is slash.
Disclaimers:
No I do not own any of The Beatles or publicly recognizable things that are in any part of this story.
I am not saying that any of this actually happened this is all from a figment of imagination named Bob in my brain. Usually he can be found sitting on a wicker chair eating Taco Bell and watching Martial Art films, beware of his dog, Spike.
No, none of The Beatles are actually known to be gay I'm not saying they are. If they are, I never knew about it.
Dirty words (cuss words, swear words, whatever you call them) will be used in this story.
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