Fuggin Florida skeeters. They ain't skurt of nuffin. Two of'em banging each other on my pants. I swat at them and smack myself in the nads. They still at it.
Fuggin Florida skeeters. They ain't skurt of nuffin. Two of'em banging each other on my pants. I swat at them and smack myself in the nads. They still at it.
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