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Sep 2017
let's see, what time is it?
alright it's 3:13
this guys on the threshold of death
alright, well
I'm pressed for time
let's just make it incurable
i know, it's too bad
but, this guy's got a hair across his ***
i don't why
i mean come on, his mother was 81
she lived a great life
she had to network outta here
i never intended to start stacking bodies
into human columns, but there were problems
we had problems,
you want to start exchanging roles with me
you're gonna lose
you want to test me...bang....tsunami
not enough, i can try this....
how about an earthquake,
not really feeling it yet, not really touching you personally
this guys in his car, driving down main st during busy season
this is gonna hurt, anybody scared straight yet?
what??? still not enough???
alright...this newlywed couple, you know the pastor & his new bride
on their way to the Caribbean, finally sitting in 1st class...
here we go...this planes turning around.....
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Jason
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