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PIWLP
02:46
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That is your surfing contact? five foot six, a hundred and nineteen pounds and none of it is tit! I thought you had more class but I was wrong, you can't even use the excuse: "thinking with your schlong."
She must suck wang like a demon. And in the sack she's got you steamin'
I can understand why bodhi kicked her to the kerb, she wouldn't even look that tidy after a ton of herb.
Discarded like an old busted board, flat chested dykey looking kinda broad.
You got some tail, oh yeah great. all I can say is: "pity it was Lori Petty"
You got some Vag, bro that's sweet. all I can say is: "pity it was Lori Petty"
So you're surfing everyday, she's a girl and she's better than you anyway.
You got some tail, oh yeah great. all I can say is: "pity it was Lori Petty"
You got some Vag, bro that's sweet. all I can say is: "pity it was Lori Petty"
Short hair no tits, what the fuck's with that?!
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Make sure you get two! Right around the corner is the best. meat. balls. I've. HAD! Get me a fuckin' meatball sandwich utah!
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Perineum
03:44
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Leave on the cuffs! Your partners an accessory, to murder in the first motherfuckin' degree. I'd take my hands of if I were you! Don't send him in with the rest of that motley crew!
If there's one thing that I've learned, after all these years.
Respect your elders son, or they'll kick your fuckin ass.
Blind lead the blind, take your badge out and I'll show you mine, I've been here for a solid twenty two...while he was...
Jerkin' off, to the lingerie section, of the sears catalogue.
You got made piss, by an old man. Twenty two years, steamin' out his hands.
If there's one thing that I've learned, after all these years.
Respect your elders son, or they'll kick your fuckin ass.
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Puppy
02:56
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Avulsion
02:42
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They just vanished, like a virgin on prom night like he said. Much like he said.
And he will shoot them, just like kiedis and his reebok pumps, they'll be blown out.
Bleeding out on the tarmac, roach took a bullet for you.
Bleeding out on the tarmac, He took a bullet for you.
Let freedom ring, with a shotgun blast.
His name's pappas, he shot your ass.
His name's pappas, and he's dead.
Angelo Pappas, he is fucking dead.
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Surfin' (cover of Eaten)
04:25
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pointbreakdown WA, Australia
So Bodhi DID paddle to New Zealand, stayed there for a few years. Got sick of the locals then paddled to Fluffy Tonkers for the 50 year storm. Lost his board, and rode a great white to south west of WA where he currently resides, writing brutal tunes of his past exploits. ... more
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