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Artista: Kane Hodder I'm gonna give it to you dance party at six million degrees, when you turn to dust it's so erotic, it's not your vanity; Quadaffi chic just comes so naturally gulags get so boring on the weekends, so take your fluorides and your idi amin chic. (those neutrons rip the sweat right from your pores.) just wait until you hear out 100 year plan and you'll change your stoic little minds (time to utilize the chloroform and the iodine) but captain mandrake can see through all that fun but he can catch that groove in genocide but he can shake his hips to genocide bring your legions to the trenches bring your lesions to the weekend. That chic is nothing but a rapist and that's not the sun. your thoughts are like the kiss of an h-bomb.
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