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Strange Boy

You aint 'ard
you're just a fat
bloke with a
temper.
Come at me
fatboy,
c'mon,
let's see how many
bones I can break.

These are not the last
words any grandson
should say to his
dying grandmother.

But

as Lois Griffin says,

" meth is a hell of a drug "
Written by nevskipazza (nevski pazza)
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