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Originally Posted by Warfish
I will end you drunk boy.
360 pounds of pure flabby American blobfish, rammed right down your throat.
I bet you don't even lift.
Powershot, ****bag, powershot.
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As I run away from you screeching like a school girl...I reach back and throw dirt clods at you...saying "ha ha fat boy, can't catch me!!!"