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| Hanging around my skin feels so warm in the bright Clark County sun. | |
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| Jesus I can't hear you from down here could you speak up. | |
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only for a short while that chubby kid with no friends or relatives,
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| Ling Ling Bathry, must I remind you that I am striking a mildly unenthusiastic pose. | |
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| Oh I nearly forgot. I forgot what I was going to say, funny funny. | |
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Chinky boy food for the Indians in Guatamala.
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| I don't think that was funny. I thought it to be humilatingly gay. Like prison sex with DiCaprio. | |
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| I love Leo. Oh please Lord Jesus can I suck his blood until he turns into a Manga obsessed prune. | |
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