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That's how it's done in my country. If you hear the dangly bits scraping on the roof of your truck, you won't fit.
You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With the love grass in his hand
Oh but the pusher is a monster
Good God, he’s not a natural man
The dealer for a nickel
Goin to sell you lots of sweet dreams.
Ah...but the pusher will ruin your body;
Lord he'll leave your mind to scream.
What is love?
Jeantucky?
JFC? I don't know that brand.
Reminds me of Bob's burgers:
Hmmm, what kind of dressing is this?
There's no dressing. Something must've dripped in it.
Don't they roost, though?
It's not just amateur nography, it's professional nography.
Oh my god, you're woke!
Why did she turn into Kermit?
Death by snoo snoo?
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Slovene
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