Darrah..........I'Ve carved your name into six magnum .44 bullets ...I've already cut off 6 of my fingers and 9 of my toes...chewing on another vicodine right now......the ball's in your court honey pot.
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Sandblasted faces, no mouths to scream. Needless object always scratching. This breach in heaven irised shut. It scorns the land without even ghosts