Officer 'Blue-ridge' sharp shot stilson, confiscated pack of mexican brick brand from my backpack, said next time its a penny shot while i'm waiting for the bus.

- rep, so dumb he thought a quarterback was a refund

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Four ruffians break into my house. "What the devil?" As I grab my powdered wig and Kentucky rifle. Blow a golf ball sized hole through the first man, he's dead on the spot. Draw my pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because it's smoothbore and nails the neighbors dog. I have to resort to the cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with grape shot, "Tally ho lads" the grape shot shreds two men in the blast, the sound and extra shrapnel set off car alarms. Fix bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion. He Bleeds out waiting on the police to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch up. Just as the founding fathers intended.

Ye blew this fire that burns Ye, bellowous breathes breath in deep to stoke the coal stained skin of the peasantry. Fitments and finery of town town guard adorn sheep that are herded by dogs that lay with pigs paraded as royalty, thee only place befitting these apple stuffed swine be the pike atop bonfire BLASPHEMY!!!!!

decked by side mirror mid-miranda rights +4000 points✅