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When they are born it's hard to know what your children will grow up to become The sad fact for some parents; their children will grow up to be **** Nasty little cowards who swan around a tiny town and pretend to be Ronnie Cray. Perverted ****** predators who creep around the beach on a beautiful hot sunny day. ******** little waste men - waste of ***** who think they run the place then throw pathetic insults when you stand up to their face. They might be from a broken home, I do try to see the best But their father would have done us a favor if he came on their mum's chest. So when I become a father, I don't want a rude little runt. I hope that it's happy, hope that it's healthy and I hope that my kid's not a ****
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
Father's Day **Explicit**
When they are born it's hard to know what your children will grow up to become The sad fact for some parents; their children will grow up to be **** Nasty little cowards who swan around a tiny town and pretend to be Ronnie Cray. Perverted ****** predators who creep around the beach on a beautiful hot sunny day. ******** little waste men - waste of ***** who think they run the place then throw pathetic insults when you stand up to their face. They might be from a broken home, I do try to see the best But their father would have done us a favor if he came on their mum's chest. So when I become a father, I don't want a rude little runt. I hope that it's happy, hope that it's healthy and I hope that my kid's not a ****
Excuse the bad language. I had an altercation with a guy about his behavior, I wonder if he wrote a poem about it...
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21/M/United Kingdom
Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 12:34 PM UTC
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