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To those referred by a youtube video:Hey, Juggalos, what up? I'm so glad you think this is funny. I think it is, too. How pathetic is this? Because hooking up with beautiful, intelligent, dominant girls, guys and club owners online is so much lamer and more disgusting than porking a fat bitch with no self-esteem in clown makeup. Why would you want to work to worship a beautiful woman in skintight latex with the ability to rip you apart, when your kid sister is in the next room coated in chicken-grease, meth zits, and rearing to go (sometimes "no" means "yes" when you're a juggalo prick)? So, you thought this was going to be funny. Look at the picture, if you'd be so kind. I wasn't even 18 at that point, and was getting laid in more exciting ways, by more exciting, beautiful women than you assholes will ever touch in your life. Not the scars and bruises. I was constantly in that state due to the frequency of my activity. You really have it better than I did, even back then?
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