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| Hey man, enjoy our gig? I heard you shouting during one of our songs | |
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| I wasn't shouting, I was screaming. I cut off my testicals so that I can never bring a child into a world filled with such horror as I have witnessed here tonight | |
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| Wasn't that bad? Ironically people will write songs about how awful you were | |
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| So do you want to buy our cd? | |
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| No, but I'll sell you my severed testicals for a pound | |
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