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I am a pirate. An ego without adequate moral precepts representing no culture since being deemed socially unacceptable. Pledging no Country: sovereign remains of a Country that was. I am a goy, living without legal ordinance. With nowhere to go- -hoping there is a place... Coming for you, in hopes to follow your shadow. To pillage, ransack and ****** your daughters, as she knows no other way -- or sisters -- slightly more independent. I have no allegiance; just my creed of plunder. Tis my birthright. © S. Wesley Mcgranor
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Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC
Shiver Me Timber
I am a pirate. An ego without adequate moral precepts representing no culture since being deemed socially unacceptable. Pledging no Country: sovereign remains of a Country that was. I am a goy, living without legal ordinance. With nowhere to go- -hoping there is a place... Coming for you, in hopes to follow your shadow. To pillage, ransack and ****** your daughters, as she knows no other way -- or sisters -- slightly more independent. I have no allegiance; just my creed of plunder. Tis my birthright. © S. Wesley Mcgranor
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Feb 5, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC
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