zghost wrote:
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now I'm getting all nostalgic about the days when I'd stick a cat on the end of my sawed off Shotgun and chuck Molotov Cocktails at crowds of elephants or that one time that I attacked Gary Coleman.
For some strange reason, I just really
like this. Sounds like something I'd write actually.
Well, maybe not the Gary Coleman part, I don't really think about him at all.
Well if you like the idea of militant priests of god bearing shotguns and firing at stereotypical suicide bombers then you should get it.
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