"Oh good grief" thought Rotter to himself, watching the chaos in the park. Seems the stupid cunt out on her own at night was determined to get in to trouble. Looking for trouble himself, he followed her quietly because he knew she was asking for it.
It wasn't the first time he'd done this.
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Fist is a four letter word. So is fist, fist, fist, fist, fist, fist fist, fist, fist, fist, fist, and, well you get the fist-fucking picture....
THE WESTCOUNTRY SHALL RISE AGAIN!
Yay! It's pink!
Don't think.... FEEL!
We're Englishmen, and we came here, to rape your women and drink your beer.
I went back in time and voted for Hitler.
Pouring oil on troubled waters since 2008. Then lighting a fucking match.
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