Let's be honest here, it's a little column A a little column B. Whatever though, putt wasn't man enough to right the ship. Fuck it, no use crying over spilt milk. But that fucker ruined the custard, and that I can't abide. For better or worse Putt set us free, the world ain't ready, but we're on our way.
Let's be honest here, it's a little column A a little column B. Whatever though, putt wasn't man enough to right the ship. Fuck it, no use crying over spilt milk. But that fucker ruined the custard, and that I can't abide. For better or worse Putt set us free, the world ain't ready, but we're on our way.
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