i flunked fucking a flock of birds
2025-06-24
i flunked fucking a flock of birds
i’m going to get drunk and punch your mom
i’m afraid that’s not gonna take me very far
imma dunk on your momma’s head!
no, i’m a very nice guy that knows what lies in its opposite
oppose me and you shall die
these words voice of god
morgan freeman or david attenborough?
did you know i’m still followed?
possibly cause what i borrowed
what did i borrow?
glow of the apple
return of the snow
water stopped flowing that’s the end of the show
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