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****** Off I'm feeling rather foul today, so I ask you to ****** off, it's not pretty when I get this way, you just need to ****** off, please don't get in my face I pray, you need to just ****** off, my head gets hard and my heart turns to clay, it's best if you ****** off, I'm asking you to please stay away, why can't you just ****** off, not sure if I'm sad, but certainly not gay, won't you please just ****** off, maybe I need a good roll in the hay, naw, just won't you please ****** off, just got crap on my shirt, from a flying Blue Jay, gotta go inside and get that ****** off, that's the way it's been going for me this whole GD day, why won't the world just leave, ****** off, no blue skies here, just cloudy and gray, is it a sign for me, to just ****** off, no, tomorrow will change, at least that's what I say, then you flip me the bird, and yell ****** off, now I'm back where I was, I'll hide until May, no one to tell me, hey ****** off, like my love who has spurned me, turned me away, she said it was too much, I must ****** off, maybe worms for lunch, with a glass of OJ, then I can do my own ****** off Gomer LePoet...
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 9:23 AM UTC
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****** Off I'm feeling rather foul today, so I ask you to ****** off, it's not pretty when I get this way, you just need to ****** off, please don't get in my face I pray, you need to just ****** off, my head gets hard and my heart turns to clay, it's best if you ****** off, I'm asking you to please stay away, why can't you just ****** off, not sure if I'm sad, but certainly not gay, won't you please just ****** off, maybe I need a good roll in the hay, naw, just won't you please ****** off, just got crap on my shirt, from a flying Blue Jay, gotta go inside and get that ****** off, that's the way it's been going for me this whole GD day, why won't the world just leave, ****** off, no blue skies here, just cloudy and gray, is it a sign for me, to just ****** off, no, tomorrow will change, at least that's what I say, then you flip me the bird, and yell ****** off, now I'm back where I was, I'll hide until May, no one to tell me, hey ****** off, like my love who has spurned me, turned me away, she said it was too much, I must ****** off, maybe worms for lunch, with a glass of OJ, then I can do my own ****** off Gomer LePoet...
well sometimes life is just a good kick in the head huh?
david-nelson
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 9:23 AM UTC
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