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John Mayall - Talk To Your Daughter

Yes! I'm  still bragging! Rejoicing! That low w*****satan sent her for eighty-eight long,  excruciatingly torturous years,  has been very DEAD for "soon be" Nine years!

Yes! I'm REJOICING! BEAMING! I no longer care if My five "brothers" ever join Me.  They have Free Will,  just like I do.  If the choose to continue fearing an old dead CUNT, let'um! 

How? I have no idea. I certainly understand the deep fear We had for that Mongrel,  for the first part of Our lives.  Not now! The Bitch been revealed! Nasty, stanking 'hoe! No wonder s/he was always having sex with the door wide open.

Common is COMMON! Common imps come in all "colors" , genders and ages.  Financial status has nothing to do with the sexual appetite of a closet "homosexual", perverted, sadistic, Psychotic,  Fallen wo/man , too proud to ever get  up. A wo/man too proud to repent .  Not because s/he was too ashamed as s/he always pretended.  The low whore professed that s/he was TOO WHITE! That GOD actually favored her low common ass!

For real,  for real! The low whore claimed the right to Preach lies! To fool people out of their money, lif savings,  because s/he had "Good Hair"!

The low whore for satan bragged out loud that s/he didn't have to repent because s/he threw all of her sins into "The Sea of Forgetfulness". That shit might sound good but, there is no such place.

I'm just glad the dead bitch is dead , and can no longer run up on me with her shit smeared letters.   s/he can no longer spew insults o me. "You're TOO BLACK! TOO FAT! TOO MASCULINE!

The low 'hoe can't contact the IRS or Student Loan on Me any more!

World, don't worry about the old slut rotting. Her wretched life was her choice!

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