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10-20-2015, 11:25 PM
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The Clown Prince
Join Date: Apr 2013
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Im parasitic a paragraph performing out of prowess
pound & pounce, down an ounce & ate a 8th I fade-away, do the roundabout then take my praise I never showered..I let my stench stay while taking a shit Austin Powers...you my game winning dingleberries you want them bars & all you get is cherries... that's life, a Sinatra tale for when you down on your luck you wet in your mouth with chapped lips...sounds like you suck I rearrange heads into turtle shells & bounce to one up I touch nipples like PS3 controls how I round a thumb bruh Macklemore with a pack of whores, an ice pack for sores 6 pack of Coors, the average score & shell be back for more hand applaud from the bandits awe I scan the wall hope in a oasis that takes me to dreams of legendary places amazing, I dont even look as I write this amazing look at me, look at me, what the fuuuuuuuuuuck haha ahhh
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