O len day shunnn>>
Complecationn>>
We Cannot,
Force Salvationnn>>
Upon the Devestaion>>
There is only one way out of this,
Conlomerated mess,
That is to let the rest fall,
As they are destine for,
Close the door,
I ain't about to go down,
For some two bit whore,
I don't care if I'm not invited to hell,
Sound the bell,
Back to school,
To learn to spell,
It's wasn't a prank,
It was the Frank,
timley measrue of,
the Colbalt weather.
O Len Dayshun.
O Len Dayshun.
Faith is Journaey Not a guilt trip.
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Sounds like he went to Stud's Pub and someone turned on the over head lights in the club at closing time and he got a good look at the shemales, then the police showed up...right? Cuz all I got out of this, is that some guy wasn't too happy that all the skanks at his bachelor party were drag queens.
FYI, I'm pretty good at interpreting dreams too.
FYI, I'm pretty good at interpreting dreams too.
NO I am calling women to a higher leval of purity. Though I myself feel as dirty as a little pig. I'm keeping the pressure on.
Faith is Journaey Not a guilt trip.
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