Hi Fi Fo Fum... I smell the blood of a Detroitian.
The Manager and some faux Imo's (and a
band-wagon jumping Tiger's fan).
Reap, the Traitor, ready to defileher Cardinal's coozie with a yuppie Amstel
Light.
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Bring the pain. Bring the fun.
Bring the pain. Bring the fun.
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