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Oct 2017
I can't eat fly-blown garbage unless it is your birthday & the wind is
blowin' breezily from Scranton or from stinkin' ****-hole Manhattan
where A.I.D.S., V.D. & clap killed crab-crammin' that was fattenin'
for the many assassins of assassinated gay general George S. Patton
π‘Ίπ’–π’›π’š π‘©π’†π’“π’π’Šπ’π’”π’Œπ’š
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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