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Sir, I own 3 Sham Wows.
Besides, tiny little pinprick assholes like the one on Paulina just leave tiny little dollops of sweet perfume that I can roll around in afterwards.

All the loads are swallowed so there is no mess. There are a few stray snail trails here and there but they are just another kind of white line to snort when the mood hits me.

I am Grandmaster Gash.

Ticket to ride, white line highway
Tell all your friends, they can go my way
Pay your toll, sell your soul
Pound for pound costs more than gold
The longer you stay, the more you pay
My white lines go a long way
Either up your nose or through your vein
With nothin to gain except killin’ your brain

(Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock!)
(Blow!)

(Ahhh) Higher, baby
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby!
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby!
And don't ever come down! (Freebase!)



THE LONGER THEY STAY, THE MORE YOU PAY. Can you dig it? CAN YOU DIG IT????

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It's showdown: Grand Master Flash and the Sugar Hill Gang:

have you ever went over a friends house to eat
and the food just aint no good
i mean the macaroni's soggy the peas are mushed
and the chicken tastes like wood
so you try to play it off like you think you can
by sayin that youre full
and then your friend says momma he's just being polite
he aint finished uh uh that's bull
so your heart starts pumpin and you think of a lie
and you say that you already ate
and your friend says man there's plenty of food
so you pile some more on your plate