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| Fine feathered flapper, frolic in my friendly and fashionable fruit of the looms!! | |
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| I'm just DJ's memories of foster farm corndogs. | |
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| Well, you pleasurable piece of poultry, i've got a corn dog in my pants for you. | |
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| You going to stand there in shock or please my pulsing pickle? | |
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| Dear God he's worse then DJ. God save us all. | |
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