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Grateful Dead - It Hurts Me Too. WOW!!!

AWESOME!
This is certainly a great rendition of the original. Please compare.
So, here I am, Seventy-three years old! A Survior! A walking, talking miracle! Yes, MIRACLE!

An innocent, helpless, UNWANTED CHILD, a "Throwed Away Baby", left to fight every MUTHAFUCKKNG DAY,  IN THIS BITCH! Why? SKIN COLOR! WTF!!!

GENDER! You may fear  that old orange , demon possessed,  ABOMINATION TO THE HOLY GHOST! I don't! I won't! I have too much Nat Turner in me! I have too much GOD, too much of the Holy Spirit,  to every bend my knee to a slippery, slimy, PREDATORY PIMP MAGGOT!

Not ME! donald john t rump is the sorriest muthafucker to ever drip off the head of a dusty dick! The low , cowardly, perverted whore,  is martha jane walters' fucking TWIN! 

I hate both of them with a Passion! 

DISGUSTING!

DESPICABLE!

But, FLUNG!

Yes World, that low, dead ass, putrid piece of shit,  that lived to stalk,  and terrorize the entire WALTERS FAMILY ,  and the Black community of Fayetteville, North Carolina,  in particular, for Eighty-eight years,  is now FLUNG INTO THE OUTER REALM.

I hope and pray a BURNING CALDRON OF FIRE IS STUCK UP IN HER ASS! RIGHT NOW LORD! MAY THAT LOW SLUT FOR SATAN FEEL EVERY PAIN S/HE DELIBERATELY COVERTLY DELIVERED TO HER OWN INNOCENT,  UNBORN CHILDREN!

I HIGHLY REBUKE THAT DEAD SLUT!

I HIGHLY REBUKE DEMON POSSESSED t rump and his skankey ass side kick!

 



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