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Originally Posted by NineInchCock_160IQ and my face is more regal than yours |
NineInchCock must die.
Whoops. I meant that in a philosophical sense... err emotional sense, errrr nevermind...
with battery cables, a garden weasel, 3 quarts of 10W-40, a vile of polonium and a vile of strontium mixed in his belly button, amidst an orgy of 31 verile muskrats on crystal meth fornicating on his face. with joan rivers calling the play-by-play of his slow excruciating death.