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Comedy of Errors

by Aj

Sue sinful mother, hate the sin not the sinner, Jesus bring me up to Eos, the blessed soul-god of thy confession: icaremydaughter in burgundy. Osaphosis, sting! bleed! death! heat! Heat death? Honey, you just gotta hold that fucker till he die already. Damn! I was broke like James Nemas on crack, liquor, apple jacks. Fuck this nation under god, a duck swan up and sucked her cock. A fool is red and silver, snakey eyes and hands of filth. Bless thy precious hands of filth. Damn, it’s not funny... is it ever going to be?
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Fort Lauderdale
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Written by
Aj
Fort Lauderdale
Published
Dec 17, 2015
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