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| rdfs:comment | - So it's 9am. I'm waking the fuck up, doing my morning bathroom and all that shit. After the shower I go downstairs, grab some toast, make an omelette and eat all up that shit like a badass eating machine. I grab some orange juice with the bits in 'cos its good for you and shit. Seriously, I totally down that badboy, I felt the carton trembling at the thought of having to face me again tomorrow. Next I'm brushing my teeth totally wiping out all the plaque like a fucked up rug muncher with PMT. Entering the mastersuite, I'm there minding my own business, about to get dressed and who do I see on the bed laid out in lingerie? No other than your mother. It's now I realise. I JUST FUCKED YOUR MOTHER!
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| abstract | - So it's 9am. I'm waking the fuck up, doing my morning bathroom and all that shit. After the shower I go downstairs, grab some toast, make an omelette and eat all up that shit like a badass eating machine. I grab some orange juice with the bits in 'cos its good for you and shit. Seriously, I totally down that badboy, I felt the carton trembling at the thought of having to face me again tomorrow. Next I'm brushing my teeth totally wiping out all the plaque like a fucked up rug muncher with PMT. Entering the mastersuite, I'm there minding my own business, about to get dressed and who do I see on the bed laid out in lingerie? No other than your mother. It's now I realise. I JUST FUCKED YOUR MOTHER!
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