Murderdolls my dark place alone

Murderdolls my dark place alone

I hope that your tears may be assuaged by this. T finally did it. He peed into the wind while spitting and poking a turd and disturbing a hornet s nest. The nest of a single, but very large hornet. A hornet that is friends with privileges with Come now, that s a pseudo-silk troll. A comedy pretend troll. Each syntax error lovingly placed like Maddy s toes in my my mouth my was the question? You know, for a very brief reading-impared second there, I had thought The Editors had just come out as The Saurus, who s probably the best battle rapper alive right now. So now you best step up, son, I don t like to be mistaken. And I thought that fucking for virginity bit is like fighting for peace? Ahem, I believe he just went right up to your face and dissed you. Please proceed to wax and milk. Dont yuo mean Madeline and me?!!!!!! LEARN ENGLISH!!! feat. Ernest Borgnine, Cee-Lo, and The Grinch It is a metaphorical certainty that soft drink didn t make Don Knots a better blogger Nooooooooooooo! Wisdom caught between Hannibal s mandible and you re that shred of jerky that suffers between his consciousness and his subconsious desires to meet Royal Ivey. It s your sushi Lucy, no don t leave it on the street. It s raw fucking fish, THAT s why. What the fuck the garbage is only like thirty steps up that s nice, on my Airwolf Rain Slicker Fleeting beat downs on beat streets you meet progressive pollinators, you forgot yo dream book on the coffee table of my Uncle Ernie place. Yo, do you like Uncle Ernie? Yo yo, you be staying at an old dude s house? What the fuck. Stolen koolaid made it green for a gator to swallow, but your job s is to clean his teef Washed up on my reef of sorrow, shit you can t borrow MY tug boat Hold up, hold up, why does a young dude, I mean like I don t care if you re gay or my Uncle is like Do you need some boosting DVDs again. Yeah, I understand. YEAH, I said, I said yeah. BYE! Yeah I be with special ladies that understand me, who I be, where I m going, the store swarm her, misemploy her, reverse her, with cursive sling shot banana traps. The City Raps about the blogosfascist when theyre done discussing, dust, foam, deer hunting, and how many bites it takes to get to the center of you Look for my Randy Foye is Developmentally Disabled, at all Rasputin Record Store locations in the Bay-yo, never. Well, that does it. I don t understand one single fucking post on this thread.

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