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"12 gauge iron piping" i chant continuously "where can I get me some of that smooth, solid, 12 gauge iron piping?" the citygoers glance at me and return to their business i cannot stop myself this chant I foresee has no end I grab a man by the shoulders a burly man he is terrified "wh... whadya want?" he asks nervously pedestrians are starting to take notice "iron piping! Get me some of that smooth iron piping!!" "excuse me?" several police officers are approaching now i can smell them pigs "ay pigs!!" i screech as I run toward them arms outstretched ready to have me some ham they draw their tasers and fire too much voltage I am gone
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
ay pigs
"12 gauge iron piping" i chant continuously "where can I get me some of that smooth, solid, 12 gauge iron piping?" the citygoers glance at me and return to their business i cannot stop myself this chant I foresee has no end I grab a man by the shoulders a burly man he is terrified "wh... whadya want?" he asks nervously pedestrians are starting to take notice "iron piping! Get me some of that smooth iron piping!!" "excuse me?" several police officers are approaching now i can smell them pigs "ay pigs!!" i screech as I run toward them arms outstretched ready to have me some ham they draw their tasers and fire too much voltage I am gone
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Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
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