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Saul Paul
Join Date: Jan 2013
Location: remote location with a remote weapon station
Posts: 6,398
Battle Record: 16-26
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I bomb atomically, then fondle your moms anatomy
dog your entire squad annually during a flash mob jamboree you make a living canning jars under a canopy and juggle a mans jawn from San Juan for tampons and a can of pee I'm the damn man, you see? you'd ask a fag out to eat I'd bag ceaser, shit, I'd even question a mark, anthony you listen to Cam'ron while your computers putin I get my laugh on and puke while the puker's puking you suck, you'd be better layin yah lines to hooker's music you've got the look of a dude stuck in a stouper and lookin stuipid shrewd and ruthless with the mood of Putin I'm sick, the equivalent of an un neutered human you defend your girl giving me head, that's protecting your neck I'd triumph when I break that purple tape w/o inspecting yah deck so much pep in my step, ya'll should bow down dummies or I'll pull the pumps out on you bitches like Al Bundy stay in yah lane fam, you're veering near murder that'll have you needin Tender Love & Care, but even that flick was a tear jerker
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