I Set My Friends On Fire. You Can't Spell Slaughter Without Laughter. Beauty Is In The Eyes Of The Beerholder. Ek Stel My vriende On Fire. Jy kan nie Spel slag Sonder Gelag. Skoonheid is in die oë van die Beerholder.
...'t piss down my back then tell me it is raining. You just had to walk in before I kicked the table beneath my feet. If I can't have any friends I thought
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