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She Saved Me: brag
If she don’t know it, it ain’t worth knowing; all my good ideas, she had when she was still growing; the movie of my life, she saw the preview showing; she was up winning my race before I started rowing. … Continue reading
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The Swinger: a brag
Supercalifreakylicious: half the carbs, and still nutritrious. You’ll use all of your three wishes tryin’ to front like you’re still vicious, in the kitchen doing dishes, making coffee for the missus. Extradociouscalifunky:
half your life spent kicking monkeys; now you’re someone else’s flunky – don’t you even try to punk me. I’ve got moves that outflank crunky, demolition derby junky. Continue reading