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I want. To rip you. Apart.
It's called fair game, Little Bo Peepers.
I will toss your Holy Freaking Blond Head into the ocean, and hope you and your baby don't escape the clutches of a massive shark.
Oh wait! Maybe I should just shoot you, because you'd probably end up having too much fun with a shark, right Baby Mama?
Close your legs,
Santana Lopez.
It's called fair game, Little Bo Peepers.
I will toss your Holy Freaking Blond Head into the ocean, and hope you and your baby don't escape the clutches of a massive shark.
Oh wait! Maybe I should just shoot you, because you'd probably end up having too much fun with a shark, right Baby Mama?
Close your legs,
Santana Lopez.