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Punching Bag Bitch, cry and whine your way into oblivion. |
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when your back is sore....
the sun is beating on your head, you're thirsty as Hell, carrying a bunch of extension cords, a bucket of cleaning utensils, and your bosses boss is yelling at you to get out of the way so that he can drive his nice black air conditioned mercedes out of the marina, when he has plenty of room to go around.
fuckin guy....he had water too |
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