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Poneesha's friends look on, one amused, one in dread. They sense that this will not end well.
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| This guy is one effin' idiot. | |
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| Oh, Lawd, Lawd! Hep' him! | |
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Nordette, a spirit warrior, hears the cries of the woman Poneesha who must bear the cruelties of the so-called pimpster.
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| And another thing, bitch! You don't control a damn thing. I'm in control. Do you hear me? | |
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And so, from the gut of the wounded woman, the power of the enraged girl arises! Poneesha the Pimp Slayer is born. http://www.glamjam.net
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