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1.7.16

i'm telling mom

Oh, that bad. U r in trouble.
That is offensive. But they stole it.
We taking it back old gods of the Vedas.
you raises young cocks to fight to the death.
 chicken shits out there shed hole
by uwe's n'pigs your mother flocked sheep is
eating big clumps of dirt clogs, some grass and a little salt.
Over herein. Sneaky sneaky.
U get me campadre?
Aye Mi amigo? Huh?
We don't have problems.
Problems don't exist.
Or at least the sum of something shall cease to exist when
it stops being held in the momentary. Everything is and everything won't. But now, if you must at all be concerned in the moment. They go by fast.