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I want nothing bad uttered about the Dylans in my presence.
I realized it was TheMailMan givin' me the stabbin' cause his breath smelt like candy corn and there was an intense throbbing (albeit tiny) pressure on the back of my leg. Then he gave it to the guy in front of me, too.
I realized it was TheMailMan givin' me the stabbin' cause his breath smelt like candy corn and there was an intense throbbing (albeit tiny) pressure on the back of my leg. Then he gave it to the guy in front of me, too.