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| Ugh. Who in the fuck decided to make me, the great Iron Azn Fist, a GIRL?! | |
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| Dude. There's no Azn boy, so you gotta take what you can get. Would you rather be a little cracker kid? | |
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| Yes, I would rather be a cracker. Goddamn dog on ball...grumble grumble. | |
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| Fine, don't say I didn't warn you. | |
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| OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU TURNED ME INTO BLOD, YOU SON OF A BITCH DOG ON A BALL!!!! I'M SO GOING TO IAF YOUR ASS! | |
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| But your Iron Azn Fist is gone, Tangsyde. You wished it away along with your Azn-Phreshness. All you have now is this gay cat that likes to lick balls. | |
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