Whether it is 1725 or 2025 there are two distinct classes of business interest. Those that provide services for profit and those that plunder for profit. One sees a customer, the other a mark. One is sustainable, the other ends at the end of a rope.
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A little slip a little slumber, a little breach little blunder, a little mistake a little meander but life without these is a total failure.
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“In the hands of humanity lies the sacred duty to nurture, not deplete; to protect, not plunder. Our legacy is not measured in conquest but in conservation.” - Aloo Denish Obiero
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Oye hoye Yara Mara Mera khala nay Jo Lund chupa, Jo tattay chosa dair gat tha,
Sanday ka tail Laga kar chapa chap aunty,
Gandi badbo dar choot galaxat gandagi,
Hahahaha hawas lust hahaha phudi luli.
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20, 25 Jawan mard Mera aunty ka 2 ghantay tak Lund par sanday ka tail,
Laga kar chudai Kiya jis vajah say us
Ka andam nihani bahir nikal aya hai.
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Tum log Meray andar mazeed Kitnay Lund waro gay please ab bus karo jaan chor do.
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Tum log zafar ka lun daikh kar pagal ho gay
ho pehlay aisa lund daikha nahi ho ga na.
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Awam zafar bhai ka lund chosti hai.
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Acha Pagal kar kay maro gay lora mera chopo tum lanati log mera lund chopo.
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I'm shocked by the racism, regardless of race, that plunders our society; and the ones who spit it out of their guts to denigrate others to feel superior, will face dire and moral consequences.
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- Nature has ways of venting pain and suffering,
Thwarting this is, just like her freedom plundering -
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Ham sab lund ki paidawar hain
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What would Santa Claus say,
I wonder,
about Jesus returning
to kill and plunder?
For he’ll likely return
on Christmas Day
to blow the bad
little boys away!
When He flashes like lightning
across the skies
and many a homosexual
dies,
when the harlots and heretics
are ripped asunder,
what will the Easter Bunny think,
I wonder?
('What Would Santa Claus Say?' by Michael R. Burch)
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I'm shocked by the racism that plunders our society. The ones that proclaim it with falsity will endure dire consequences.
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"Purple is swallowed regal royal and read, the Jade Green shallow ponds of wading tidal pools silently investigated, inquisitive slender fingers turn over smooth rocks and hard shells, eventually surprises - Asteroidea - in the oceans of a distant Turquoise harbour are found and kept; in the pages of dreams, saltwater mirrors fed and treasure boxes opened and plundered." Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
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