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DHR remembers the Badman dog...
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| Even though him chase me and chew off mi ear, and his breath smelled of feces, I cant help but miss him... | |
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| Him was di best dog inna di business. Di rock him sell me was neva chipped, and when mi owe, him ongle giv mi cut, him naah stab. | |
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| BREAKING NEWS! THE BADMAN DOG HAS PASSED AWAY! | |
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| Shet unu claat, Newsbot. Cant you see I´m in mourning...? | |
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| .......Gone..........but...... ...the....memory..... .....lives on.......... | |
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| Him neva talk too much, but his life was in his works... Di diggin of bones, sniffin of punanny an di lickin of him own balls... | |
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