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Sooo...
Why wouldn't you want to keep chainsawing people,
After they already died?
The way they vibrate, and look inside.
I get a hard on for mince meat pie.
I laugh at those carcasses,
Hung up and dried.
I like a bitch to bleed; dripping wet.
Don't ask me why.
After they already died?
The way they vibrate, and look inside.
I get a hard on for mince meat pie.
I laugh at those carcasses,
Hung up and dried.
I like a bitch to bleed; dripping wet.
Don't ask me why.
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