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| son i've come to talk to you about your mother and i fighting... | |
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| what part do you want to explain..? the part where mom made you sream like a bitch...or cry like a pussy..? | |
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| well i basicly go back and wimper and grovel then with any luck she'll forgive me for her mistakes... | |
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