all right, you sick fucks ready? we ain't got no image
and we ain't got no style. we can't sing, and we can't dance.
we don't rap and we can't act. and we defintely ain't too fucking pretty. but we'll drink you under the table, knock your fucking teeth out. steal your fucking car, piss in your face, fuck your fucking mothers, and tell you the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
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