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[bitchimretarded]

No, bitch. Get in the fucking trunk.

The day is over and the ominous clouds of perpetual darkness loom across the impending horizon. Many bleak, vivid hours pass as the ice cold wind blows in the distance, occasionally causing the slumbering leopards to stir from their sleep. As dawn approaches, the edges of the sky burn a crisp, crimpson red,

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bold print is fo squares

[beergutsnriots]

the leopards are dead meat.

[xjustonebulletx]

cosmo i will shove my HUGE ANGER SWORD IN YOUR mangina WITH FAGGOT