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| Ahh, what a nice evening to sit back and watch the smoke clouds loom over the city. | |
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| We're smog, and we're so dense that we're having trouble getting airborn. | |
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The smog takes on a form which arouses little bear a little too much.
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| Oh baby, that low rolling pile of smog has dumps like truck, whack, whack. | |
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| Quit wacking off to us you wanker. All the people in the city can see you. | |
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| Fine, I will go somewhere where the clouds appreciate my longings and don't speak with such a foul air! | |
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| I hope you zip your wang up on the way out, tosser. | |
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