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Greasey Fried Fishy Fish

1 woke up this morning had to take a piss
walked my way to the toliet to give my daily fix
then down stairs to cook up some greasey fried fishy fish
in my underwear
man what this well groomed
man I need to smoke shrooms.
That reminds me
today is Beat my ex griends day
man did you see that!?
man what the fuck was that?
I don't what was it man?
it was like.....

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1. Pornographic Priestess on Saturday, September 03, 2005, 06:54:47.

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  • Updated Saturday, 03-Sep-2005 06:54:47 PDT