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*Bongo beats and snapping fingers*
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| Hindu goddess making butter; groinal bosom, bulging udder; Farmer Brown is indiscreet and plans to make you sticks of meat. | |
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| ---- What the hell did you just say? | |
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| Is this just another way; for men to dominate today? To make phallic jerky beef; salty morsel, gnashing teeth? | |
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| So chew your cud, burp it up; digest again on what you've supped; your spreading rump will be beef jerky. Now pardon me while I pluck this turkey. | |
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| ---- You'll have to catch me first, veggie-boy! | |
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