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Whirring spinning constantly working flinging rando retarding  constable to beat the **** out of my  medulla oblongata Oh my god i gatta get it all on paper before the pressure overloads and blows my ******* brains out my ears
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Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 10:09 AM UTC
Pressure man
Whirring spinning constantly working flinging rando retarding  constable to beat the **** out of my  medulla oblongata Oh my god i gatta get it all on paper before the pressure overloads and blows my ******* brains out my ears
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Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 10:09 AM UTC
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