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Jul 12, 2009
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Cigarettes
I smoke cigarettes
to quell my nerves,
with the true
two handed death grip.
If I did
sixty years of judo,
Sure I'd castrate my joints,
but I'd still be able to breathe.
to quell my nerves,
with the true
two handed death grip.
If I did
sixty years of judo,
Sure I'd castrate my joints,
but I'd still be able to breathe.
— bloke, Jul 12, 2009
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Eduardo Cruz
16 years 11 months ago
Bloke,
bloke
16 years 11 months ago
absolutely
Candlewitch
16 years 11 months ago
nope
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