Imagine being such a gargantuan cvnt that you'd start a faggoty thread like this even though you said you'd leave after you lost your bet. Then welched.

Imagine that.

Go fvck off, Steamer.
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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.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames