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BoingBoing, stop making malicious edits you fucktard
love, Fractal
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Hmmmm, well. i like to think, im the bio deasle in your car, the grease in your chains, im the butter in your bread, the shampoo in your hair?
but im there, watching you.
But im helpful some, and annoying sometimes.
I usually pitch ideas at people.
IF YOU SEE THIS YOU GUNNA GET RAPED!!!
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AND THIS... is my song
Now this is the story all about how
my life got flipped, turned upside down
and I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Nebtown
In West Philadelphia born and raised
on the playground where I spent most of my days
chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
and all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
when a couple of guys said "we're up in no good"
started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
and said "you're moving with your auntie and uncle in Nebtown"
I begged and pleaded with her the other day
but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
she gave me a kissin' and she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might aswell kick it
First class, yo this is bad,
drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass
is this what the people of Nebtown livin' like,
hmm this might be alright!
I whistled for a Nolphin and when it came near the
licenseplate said "S.A.D" and had a dice in the mirror
if anything I could say that this nolphin was rare
but I thought naw forget it, yo home to Nebtown
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
and I yelled to the Nolphilot "Yo, home smell you later"
looked at my kingdom I was finally there
to settle my throne as the prince of Nebtown
This is a typical day in my time in nebtown:
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This pretty much describes Not Amy:
ie. AWESOME
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