Originally Posted By: Spoonfedhead
You sound frustrated Danny boy.
I can sense some tears coming.


And yes I would whoop your little crybaby ass.


Sure, champ.

Pat, pat.

Now go ahead and fvck off.
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

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