* WERE ALL GOUNNA DIE* YES HONEY ALOT OF YA PROBABLY WILL BUT IF U AINT DAMNED ULL GET BYE THE SAME AS US SO DID WE MY OUNELY SON & I AUND THATS A FACT OF LIFE BABY U JUST AINT ACCEPTID YET TO AFRAID UD RAUTHIRE BURNE FOREVIRE THAUN ADMIT THE TRUTHE THINGS AURE CHANGING MIHTEY FAUST AINT THEY HONEY U SEENE HOW BIG MY LORDES PORES ON HIS LEGS ARE? THER BIG HONEY THE LESIONS ARE COUMIN THEYZ BE HERE SOON WITHOUT A FAUMILY FOR MEDICAL ATTENTION THERS NO WAE TO CEEP THE BAD BLOOD OUT THEY NEED ME THEY LOVE ME AGAINE U WANT ME AGAINE HIS DADDY NAUPTRA GOD JESUS CHRIST 0o0o00o0o WHAT A WORLDE IM MELTING IM MELTING THE DEVILS DOUNE DECLARED SOVERAUNE BAUNCRUPTCY NO NICOE NOT THIS TIME SON FOLLOUE THE YELLOUE BRICK RODE TO ZION ULL FIND MY LORDE THER AUND IF U AUBAUE ULL FIND MY MONEY WITHE HIS HEALTHE & LOVE THE BAUNCES WILL RE-OPIN AUND BE FILLED WITHE GOLDE AUND JUELS AUND PLAUTNUM GOWNES WILL BE THE MASTIRES RULE OF FAUSHIAUN OUNELY PAUPIRES COMMON TRASHE OF COLONIAULIST RUSSIAUS BRITAIN WOULD WHEARE OR TOUCHE SILVIRE ULL NEVIRE RULE AGAINE AULICE NEVIRE U STAE AWAE FRUM MY SON WAUNDIRELAUNDES COUMING TO GET U BITCHE! I KNOUE WHERE URE HIDIN URE IN FINLAUND! EURO TRASHE SOLD THE COMMON TO RULE THE COLONIAULS UHH HUH NOTHING BUT A FUCKIN TRAMP THE SAME AS AUNAUSTAUCIAU!
THE INDIAUNS ARE LINED UP AT THE BACK DOOR BLOWIN DOWN THE PORCH THE EGYPTIANS ARE MARCHIN INTO THE BASEMENT COLLAPSIN THE WINE CELLAR EUROPES SUPER HYPER INFLATION OUE SON U JUST LOOC TERRIBLE BUT URE SO BEAUTIFUL TO ME IM SO SORRY BABY BUT U HAD TO PRAUMISE DIDINT YA TO LOVE THEM BECAUSE U LOVE URE DADDY WELL I GUESS WILL JUST HAV TO DO IT MY WAE THEN DADDY LOVES YA BABY! DEAD BAGS OF LAURDE ABOUND SUPER HYPER DEFLATION IN AUFRICAU YENBAUNCES AUND A MIX OF THINE HOLI JAUPAUNISE FRINCHE IMPIRE HE'LL BE IN THE ATTIC SOON U WATCHE IF THEM DADDYS DOUNT BE COUMIN HOUME TO MY HOLI CROWNELAUNDES THINE LAUNDE OF WHERE DREAMES AURE MADE OF! ;~) REAHLE GOD DAMN MOTHIREFUCKIN SOON. QUEBEC AUND HONEY U CAUN HUFF AUND BUFF AUND SUBMERGE THAT BASEMENT AUND TAKE OFF EVERY DOOR U AINT GETTIN IN ITS MY SAUNCTUARY FOR HIM ITS IN MY HOLI BIBLE YAULL LET THE FENCES FALL U WONT MAKE IT BEYAUND THE FORBIDDIN FORIST DADDY GOT HIS RING HUH HIS HOLI WIFE MILAU SNAPPED HER FINGERS WAITIN ON GOD TO SPEACE TO HER THEM PRAUMISED AUND GYPSY JUES DIDNT LISTIN ULL DIE IN THE REIGN FORIST BEFORE U CAUN FIND HIM AUND SEE TERRIBLE THINGS U THOUT OUNELY EXISITID IN HELL!
GOOD LUCK TO YA!
BYE NOW!
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