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NO,

YOU SIT THERE AND YOU WRING YOUR ****** HANDS FAR AWAY FROM MINE SHAKING AND WHEN THE COPS WITH THEIR SHINING THIRST FOR BLAME SHOW UP, YOU SAY

"WASN'T ME OFFICERS,-

HE DID IT"

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Published: Jan 13, 2016
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Notes: the real question is whose perspective this is from cause i dont know anymore

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