You are meat for the table
PUSSIES
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You are meat for the table
PUSSIES
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FUCK YOU ASSHOLE
My grandfather was murdered, slit ear-to-ear by these satanic fucks.
You can rot in Hell.
Yes, he was, asshole.
1972.
Veterinary scientist, specializing in bovine encephalopathy.
Traveled to the Soviet Union in the 1960s. Family could not account for this.
Talked of winning Nobel Peace Prize around the time he started blowing the whistle on anthrax.
Soon after robbed and demoted.
Found in a pool of blood, slashed EAR TO EAR.
Ruled a suicide.
Go fuck yourself, assshole.