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Cliff tries his hand at singing...
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| All you peaple cant you see cant you see.... man what the fuck am i doin, backstreet boys are fucking queers.... and i cant fucking sing!!! | |
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Cliff tries his hand at being a poet...
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| Roses are red, vaginas have 2 lips, my dog is dead, and ummm my poem is uhh... jew?... shit.... | |
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Cliff tries his hand at Pimpin'... and what a fine pimp he is... UH-OH get your roll of quarters looks like that whore needs a punch in the mouth
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| BITCH, where is my money, You little vietnamiese prostitute!! | |
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| Ohhhh sucky-sucky?? sucky-sucky five dolla', five dolla' so-sho boy!! | |
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