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Logan shouldn't still be getting hate, he said he was hecking sorry! If you messed up then you would want a second chance, so does Logan!
STAY STRONG #LOGANG4LIFE 🐦🐦 Ily Logypoo, ignore the haters xoxo 😙😙❤️❤️❤️ p.s we should get a maverick imoji ❤️🐦
I autistically smiled at her, and walked into the gas chamber. The door closed, and I took a deep breath. Then, I started dabbing, and took the biggest ♥♥♥♥, in which my rectum turned inside out. My mother opened the valve, and so I began.
I began to do the Default Fortnite dance while trying replicate the music by slapping my rectum to the sides of the glass gas chamber and saying skrt accordingly. The hydrogen cyanide began to fill the chamber as cartwheeled, trying to act as a fan to push the gas away. I gave up, stood, and hit my last nae nae. With a shart, I fell to floor in the most pathetic way and ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ died
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POST THIS ON YOUR WALL IF YOU DIED IN VIETNAM
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