Look how he glares at me… If he wasn’t fathered by the black ram in the full of the moon…
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Hey, hey, hey… hey. I don’t mean to be rude man but no torture, no thumbscrews. This is Australia, we’re…
Look how he glares at me… If he wasn’t fathered by the black ram in the full of the moon…
Hey, hey, hey… hey. I don’t mean to be rude man but no torture, no thumbscrews. This is Australia, we’re…