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Potuhshiy pukan
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Your mother takes my [bad word] in her mouth, in her overgrown hole crawls my mouse, I am for her first number and the first of September, it is a running jump to the member, drawing swastikas and shouted Sieg Hi, I hate [bad word] [bad word] because I'm white, I come to your mamma every [bad word] night, and on your Computer [bad word] [bad word] gigobayt, ll break your [bad word] face [bad word] you do not have you go to [bad word] on the beach, out of your nose streaming blood, your mother to see me screaming oh my god, I'll make an orgy with your grandmother, burn the Jews in the oven I was a great master, morning, my member rises like the sun, if I [bad word] your mother that you're my son, your [bad word] is not growing like Peter Pan, raise my hand to the sky and you so you can, I think a person can not be black, I'll [bad word] your mother on his back in the evening and return back, all have long known that you're [bad word] you're [bad word] in the [bad word] with friends every day, your [bad word] easily climbs a bowling ball, you're mother's dress if you measure doll
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