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Hang the black flag vertically and point the revolver.
Just remember, it was once tattered thin white cloth over a pile of shredded paper. It may take a decade to piece it all back together. He was always opening his buck teeth as though you were something to be awed about, but I never fell for it. Teeth are for ripping apart flesh, like some impressionistic display of being able to do so. Next time he opens his mouth, it should be crammed full of feces from the gorilla that his daughter is going to have to get to screw her, if there is going to be any pragmatic hope for her survival. |
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Jon G. wrote:
> Next time he opens his mouth, it should be crammed full of feces What a coincidence. We were just thinking of you.... mike |