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presents
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More From The Bums
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by Gross Genitalia
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Toxic File #31
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Centre of Eternity 615.552.5747 HQ of Toxic Shock and The Esoteric Society
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Hello.
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How are you?
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I barely remember your name.
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Don't dick around with me
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When I have to pee
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I know your petty little games.
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Your little brother
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Oh you mean James?
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Yeah he gives good head alot
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Sucks it long and hard
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And then you come
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And then he smokes his pot.
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Busch beer
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In the clear.
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Drink it with a tear.
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In your eye?
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No your ass!
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You stupid dumbfuck twit!
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Oh you mean that Witch's tit?
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Superbowl.
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Lump of coal.
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Will the Bangles really win?
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Or commit a grievous sin?
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Will not!
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Will to!
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Don't start with your shit
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That the doggie's gotta DO.
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Why not?
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Why?
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Yer momma!
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Yeah I know her
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She gave birth to me.
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On the side of the street
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In a dumpster
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Some ugly trash filth had to hump her.
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Then had to leave her, dump her.
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Then I came out with a plop.
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And NOW look at me
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I'm a flop.
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Got nothing at all to do
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Just sit here, talk with you.
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Is it dull?
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Is it boring?
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Is that Barbara Bush a-whore-ing?
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I think it is!
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I think it's not!
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Oh shut up and suck my snot!
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Buy a bottle
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Get real drunk.
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Topple down and sniff a skunk
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In his asshole then just lick it
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Drop your drawers pump it stick it
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Till the policeman gives you a ticket.
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It's a crime!
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But worth a dime!
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But I'm covered in rat shit!
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So I won't even fool with it.
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I am leaving I don't like you
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Hope the niggers will all spike you.
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Why's that?
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Grease fat.
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Stick a dildo in your hat.
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I'm gone.
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I'm leaving.
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Hope yer here tomorrow heaving.
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Puking chucking barfing scarfing
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All the little bitty chunks.
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And then you'll surely die
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When you get harrassed by punks.
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So long.
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Farewell.
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Auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
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Adieu, adieu
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To you and you and you!
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Enough of the Sound of Music shit.
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It's time to say goodbye.
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It's really getting cold out here
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So cuddle up and DIE!
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(c)1990 Toxic Shock.
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The Followers of Fetus
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(are still hiding from the first one.)
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