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Not Safe For Woona.  

Now all I can do is daydream of cutting into your bloodstream.  

Who ate all my imported oats.  

Do not lay in back. Attack is understood.  

“Hello, Suri.”  

Very furry pony  

What remorse, what do you mean pity? I do not feel a thing! I did what they told me.  

Now for our final act of the evening- BOBBLEHEAD BOB  

There is nothing to own. There is nothing to see.  

Where the crack?
 

He is getting for over. A helping hand will be just what he needs.  

“For my next number…”  

There are no brain cells living now, because we are all dead.  

Stepping on a lego helps.  

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Because I have walked away so many times, I cannot tell you what is inside.  

I have my eyes on you

I love fucking with your brains.

The principal is metal.

Just gone the pain. Just go to waste. Just walk away. I keep walking away.

Are aces low?

The man standing on the corner. He is starting to wonder.

Staring vollyball team walking by

I’ve been there where I’ve gone wrong. Conscience black from stealing time.

Applejack called Pinkie Pie’s mom an Oatmeal slut

Never say die. A new day is dawning now.