Pleasantries
Pleasantries
Money separates very friends and several dollars to a user can mean the
difference of life and death to the holder of the money of the sugar daddy lovey
covey they desire to get the crack to get the drink to make the theft purloined to
make the theft to ascertain the drink or the drug to get they high diddle diddle with
the kitty in the middle of the swing low sweet chariot. Stealing on the street is
what the gangers do just to survive and when they fight they kill and maim and kill
and oh my it’s just to many and too much the fuss they make the activities of
gangs. The bottom line and the feeling of the superman like creature that eye
have become it just meant that eye do no longer fear the reaper eye do no longer
look for gangers to have fun. A taker gets his comeuppance and it only takes just
once to make them understand the difference of man. Please understand me
when eye curse the curse it falls on thief and its okay for you to hate me if you
steal from me the curses of a poor man fall upon the thief.
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