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direct in his front door, smith is fore-warned. pop goes the lil weasel, in the dark of the night. no-one will care at all. one less douche'brains repuke regurgitating TUCK rhetoric. a cleaner, more enjoyable world for those with liberal minds. maybe, chrissy da sissy boy wants to box it out, or, maybe he's really a feeble minded old guy that gilks the goverment for money, and surely doesn;t need any attention form law enforcemnet. does he cackle when shared around the pen full of brotherly love. sure smells like it, like a human toilet over-flowing repoop-lycan ideologies.
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