The last few days have been very bizzare...I thought I escaped the bounty-hunter that calls it's self "obsession". I thought is was a child's game. But I saw Morgan spin and now I can't escape.
"I'm really mad... What are you gonna do about it? Beat him at his own game...now here's my plan... (lots of acid, a chain saw build, and drop the bass)"
ps. FUCK FOOD
"I'm really mad... What are you gonna do about it? Beat him at his own game...now here's my plan... (lots of acid, a chain saw build, and drop the bass)"
ps. FUCK FOOD

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I don't know about the ladies, but for the fellas it's gotta be a calzone...fresh from the oven.