.Those bastards make me feel like clubbing baby seals and killing dying species. Fuckers make me feel like sinking crowded ships and O boy; I could use a fist fight, eye wound. Knife fight. Iâll slide in my best suit and pour some more grease on. O man; I know I look good. Whatever they've got, I'v.
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