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| Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 110 | |
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The eastern world, it is explodin'.
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'. Your old enough to kill, but not for votin'. You don't believe in war, but what's that gun your totin'? And even the Jordan River, has bodies floatin'. But ya, tell me over and over and over again, my friend. Ah, you don't believe, we're on the eve of destruction. Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say. And can't you feel the fears, that I'm feelin' today? If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away. There'll be no-one to save, with the world in a grave. Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy. And ya, tell me over and over and over again, my friend. Ah, you don't believe, we're on the eve of destruction. But think of all the hate, there is in Red China. Then take a look around, to Selma, Alabama. You may leave here, for four days in space. But when you return, it's the same old place. The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace. You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace. Hate your next door neighbour, but don't forget to say grace. And, tell me over and over and over and over again, my friend. You don't believe, we're on the eve of destruction. Ah, no no, you don't believe, we're on the eve of destruction  
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GGGAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS FIGGGHHHTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
 
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This is the Canadian channel.............do you have a passport to be here???? 
If not.......please send 14 bottles of your best champagne to me!!! 
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staring at her tits is never the wrong way...and no...I'm german...you can have schnapps or bourbon....your pick 
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Baby Canadian Champaign is quite tasty
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Baby Canadian Champaign is quite tasty
yes we feed our babies champaign.....
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boo boo boo take a look at you
hangin' on third and daisy whoa bo bo policeman after you smokin' crack cocaine make you crazy you think everything's perfect in your world today i think everything's just not re-he-heally take out your glass pipe take off your sunglasses and tell me what you can see and i say lies, corruption, look this way girly on the corner but she's not okay you got lies if you got rats in the street you got, no shoes no shoes on your babies feet whoa ho ho ho ho, it's a perfect world perfect world it's a perfect world it's a perfect world yow bo bo bo take a look at you on your way to kenny's whoa bo bo why don't you stop that crap? smokin that bum makes you crazy but everything's crazy in the world today so you, you might as well smoke it anyway i say, you might as well it hit, it lit, you well like that which you cannot say what is up? what's down? what is up? what's down? what's up what's down? i don't know what's going round head is spinning and it feels alright but the kids the kids the kids are alright bo bo bo bo it's a perfect world whoa on and on it's a perfect world gotta keep living in a perfect world gotta keep pushing in a perfect world gotta keep pushing in a perfect world gotta keep pushing you know we could end it right there
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Baby Canadian Champaign is quite tasty
yes we feed our babies champaign.....
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really......can they run like........KENYANS!?!?!?
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I don't practice Santeria, I ain't got no crystal ball Well I had a million dollars but I'd, I'd spent it all If I could find that Heina And that Sancho that she's found well I'd pop a cap in Sancho and I'd slap her hand What I really wanna know, my baby what I really wanna say, I can't define Well it's love that I neeeeeed, oh, oh My soul will have to wait 'til I get back Find a Heina of my own Daddy's gonna love one and all I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break And I gotta live it up oh, yeah- huh, well, I swear that I What I really wanna know, my baby What I really wanna say, I can't define Got love, make it go my soul will have to... Ooh, what I really wanna say, my baby What I really wanna say is I've got mine And I'll make it, yes I'm goin up Tell Sanchito that if he knows what is good for him He'd best go run and hide, Daddy's got a new .45 And I won't think twice to stick that barrel straight down Sancho's throat Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk ass! What I really wanna know, my baby Oooh, what I really wanna say is there's just one Way back and I'll make it, yeah My soul will have to wait. Yeah, yeah, yeah
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really......can they run like........KENYANS!?!?!?
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omffffffffffffffffffffgggggggggggg
I THINK MY ASS JUST GREW!@!!!!! 
WHAT THE WHAT THE WHAT THE???
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LOne pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice When she’s ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall Tell them a hookah smoking caterpillar has given you the call Call Alice When she was just small When the men on the chess board get up and tell you where to go And you just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving slow Go ask Alice I think she'll know When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead And the white knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's "Off with her head!" Remember what the dormouse said Feed your head Feed your head |
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OMG
MY AZZZZZZZ GROWING ABILITIES JUST GOT ME 6 NEW VIEWS!!! 
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how about !! Dom Perignon 1982
I forgot how refined you are !!
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Now it’s time for our WRAP-UP
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midget porn
make's thing's grow ! 
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my balls make Canadians cry
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how about !! Dom Perignon 1982 I forgot how refined you are !!
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my balls make Canadians cry
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