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Me, you? A pile of stew? A dinner for two? A side of verbal spew? Oh, **** I picked up sticks and allowed my mind to create you different. You scare me. Wine in hand I make weird plans I use rope and some vinegar too. Brain cloud, said Joe to his volcano erupts inside Meg Ryan "Where are you?" Tobey Maguire cries rivers His ***** is this big. Go deeper for truth Go deeper for answers Let's swell and burst. Spanish for **** me".
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 2:45 PM UTC
There's that pesky language again.
Me, you? A pile of stew? A dinner for two? A side of verbal spew? Oh, **** I picked up sticks and allowed my mind to create you different. You scare me. Wine in hand I make weird plans I use rope and some vinegar too. Brain cloud, said Joe to his volcano erupts inside Meg Ryan "Where are you?" Tobey Maguire cries rivers His ***** is this big. Go deeper for truth Go deeper for answers Let's swell and burst. Spanish for **** me".
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 2:45 PM UTC
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