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AKA Turbo

Go away! Go away! I'm never letting you in! You're nothing but a walking, slimy, horny ball of sin You let drugs use you up 'til you're bouncing off the walls You're 21 years old! I'm 39 years old! You're killing me, Smalls! Go fvck with people of your own minuscule age You still have to play with baby witches - I'm a fvcking Mage You're barely older than my own son I'm way too far out of your league, hon Didn't you get it the first 50x when I didn't answer for you? You're creeping on me - being a proper stalker, dude Seriously though, I haven't notified law enforcement yet How about my entire existence you just magically forget? I even paid you $25 to fvck off, once! Go sit in that corner, child, wear that hat - DUNCE!! I have no bloody use to ever see your pathetic face again No, "AKA. Turbo," I don't want to be your friend You're the kind of little boy who screws his friends' moms Gross - "AKA. Turbo," everything about your existence is wrong No wonder why you're homeless without a home 'Cause you won't respectfully leave people the fvck alone!

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