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Your teeth are the colour of off milk. Your odour is of rancid butter. I see you and I feel sorry for everyone that you spitter on. I'm sorry for your loss.
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 5:26 AM UTC
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Your teeth are the colour of off milk. Your odour is of rancid butter. I see you and I feel sorry for everyone that you spitter on. I'm sorry for your loss.
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Dundee, Scotland
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 5:26 AM UTC
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