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Originally Posted by Sweet Daddy Hate
How can these clowns even PRETEND to have peen to swing at this point?
I don't know about you, but most people can see a train wreck coming from miles and miles away.
Donk Rectum just spends his time breathing in the sweet nectar of Elfraud's anal cavity while desperately using his tongue to try and guess what Johnny Boy had for breakfast. (Hint: it was bourbon)
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Bourbons for pussies, it's scotch, you Nancy boy.