I Set My Friends On Fire. You Can't Spell Slaughter Without Laughter. Beauty Is In The Eyes Of The Beerholder. Me puse mi amigos en el fuego. Usted no puede deletrear Masacre sin risa. La belleza está en los ojos de la Beerholder.
... taking you with me, but the cuffs are you; so good luck trying to leave! I hope one day I can cross your ocean, without feeling the puncture of your teeth. Believe me
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