if you look for dirt you’re bound to find it like attracts like that’s the law of intent did you run out of pockets? have you lifted more than you can chew? you better give me everything before I wind up dead the pigs strip searched my mind prima facie evidence suggested I was ripe there’s something wrong with my brain it’s a simple mind bender from way back when did you see them? did you see my pornographic hands? did you get my text? do you finally understand? this is the ministry of filth and you are in command
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