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| quote: | Originally posted by Fir3start3r
Really? 
I don't feel that old now (not that I ever did)...lol...
Me <-- 32  |
you believed him....ahahahhaahahahhaahhahahahaa....
ok, this is going in my siggy.
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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.
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