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FUNERAL CUZ ID B N JAIL 4 KILLIN DA BAKA THAT KOROSU U!
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`---/_ KAWAII GUN ----______] = = = = =(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
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WE TRUE TOMODACHI
WE RIDE TOGETHER
WE DIE TOGETHER
SEND THIS KAWAII GUN TO EVERYBAKA YOU CARE ABOUT INCLUDING WATASHI IF YOU CARE. C HOW MANY TIMES U GET THIS. IF U GET 13, U A TRUE TOMODACHI
"I sexually Identify as a Rubiks Cube. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of being scrambled and unscrambled by a human being . People say to me that a person being a Rubiks Cube is Impossible and I'm ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ retarded but I don't care, I want to be solved. I'm having Rubik inject me with food colouring into my cubes. From now on I want you guys to call me "Cube" and respect my right to have a simple outer layer with a complex heterogeneous, multifarious, labyrinthine, convoluted inner layer of elaborate, entangled, and miscellaneous realities. If you can't accept me you're a cubeaphobe and need to check your rotisserie chicken privilege."
Thank you for being so understanding.
p.s. he is a lil ♥♥♥♥♥
Heia Ho Ho,
und wollen mit Tyrannen raufen,
Heia Ho Ho.
Als Adam grub und Eva spann,
Heia Ho Ho,
Wo war denn da der Edelmann.
Heia Ho Ho.Wir woll'n nicht l¦nger sein ein Knecht,
Heia Ho Ho,
Leibeigen, frönig ohne Recht
Heia Ho Ho.
Ein gleiches Recht, das woll'n wir han'
Heia Ho Ho,
Vom Fürsten bis zum Bauersmann
Heia Ho Ho.
Uns führt der Florian Geyer an,
Trutz Acht und Bann,
Den Bundschuh führt er in der Fahn,
Hat Helm und Harnisch an.
Jetzt gilt es Schloß, Abtei und Stift,
Heia Ho Ho,
Uns gilt nichts als die Heilge Schrift.
Heia Ho Ho.
Wir wollen’s Gott im Himmel klagen,
Heia Ho Ho,
Daß wir die Pfaffen nicht dürfen totschlagen.
Heia Ho Ho.
Den Pfaffen wollen wir kastrier'n
Heia Ho Ho,
Die Eier an die Kirchtür schmier'n.
Heia Ho Ho.Bei Weinsberg setzt es Brand und Stank,
Heia Ho Ho,
Gar mancher über die Klinge sprang.
Heia Ho Ho.