Cry, the beloved country!
The flag flies at half-mast at S. Kerkove Day Care. AC Cream strikes back from the Beyond. There is a phantom haunting ADT and his name is JamesN! Out out damn spot! Wipe the blood from TonyC's stigmata'd palms and feel the emo pour through your burning urethra into the mouth of heaven-scented fake schoolgirls who kneel before the yellow couch of abasement, chewing gum ...