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Nov 2017
I have 30 different friends
They all sit in the fridge
I only take them out
When I’m killing them
I have 100 different friends
All sinking in a bottle
I pour them all out
When I hit the throttle
Friends = Alcohol
The Jolteon
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The Jolteon
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     Lior Gavra and Imran Islam
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