Here's an all new version teeming with distractions trojan horese rolled backwards mastered buy your own device then splice in then cut to the sad sorry image of some grinning 'caster staring at a sinkhole piling up disasters making the footage raw now parade the muscles trying to make their dicks grow warring with their bodies dimensions oversold "I wonder if I pierce it will my body stop lying to me? now mouthing mile a minute blasting like a furnace fogging up the lenses with the dampness of spew loss of concentration/ loss of obvious laws of stimulation/ signed anonymouse it's a stock set up man check it out! a well worn cop's shoe's kicking out a door frame classwar extra pr-ing like a foreman's dog "what a slob but I guess you know he's got to make a living somehow" tossing a wild eyed greaser right onto the pavement scanned into the bright light maxing the pixels to glow how did it come to mean nothing but this?

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