the lynching luncheon started at 12pm. i heard they had free human popsicles. the southern belle says she don't like politics, but she ate my popsicles and the people popcorn. her well-hung man yelled "whatcha doin' here?" i licked my fingers clean as i ran away. i might fight back but, not today. might fight back but, not today.
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