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Yo, a shout out from me to Mr. Jones, fire it up. Fire it up dude. You know the surfs GOOD! Fire It Up! Half G past the multi-max! Stranger things have happened. What I know is the people will rise around a certain aptitude and the wave will be resounding. What, this country can bring, build and regain our mastery of. Our destiny! We're in some perilous times. And to quote a Zappa idiom. Fuck'em!
My greatest position on my home towns baseball game was. We, awe weighs bat first. If you think your first because you batted first. Was awe in the game plan! I awe weighs got my hand on the top of the top! you're either a winner or a cruiser, the cruiser never loses! The winner stakes it awe! The losers, are awe most usually victims, of something gone, awfully awry. Catch a wave, you'll be sittin on top of the world! The time has come today! TIME!
Music can drive our asses into the future! There are so many of U.S. yearning for one fucking excuse. Good enough for me and everybody! To fight the fire set in your house, you have a bar-b-que! On your enemies momentum! The truth is awe weighs the problem. And, the problem is awe weighs ( their ) truths!
This is not a claim. This is a mother fucking fact. I can whip the mother fucking n.w.o. ass-halfs on the dogma playing field, in a shit swamp. There's no honor, even to the thievery of awe time being done by the traitors begotten of our own. Because, they respect, how deadly they've staked it awe. We needed to send them for a time out. Just a weighs back!
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