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Post by thefleetsin on Jul 1, 2018 17:02:29 GMT
outside the realms of your profanity
touching each other in private areas was at one time considered a grand old handed down tradition perpetuated by a once powerful lily white base.
that's now realizing ramifications can land smack dab in the middle of your face when priveledge collides with the xenophobic space you be passing off as your good old boy place.
so yes there is life outside the chokehold of their homogenized master race but you'll have to grow a pair and carry a law degree just in case.
sjw 07/01/18 inspired at this very moment in time by the buearegards and the bodines encircling their clown king.
from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems
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