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If you f*** me, my son and our child over I will have you hunted down wherever you try to hide, stabbed in the neck with a syringe full of opioids and thrown on a train in a bag
and sold to a gang in a small distant country where you don’t speak the language. Won’t matter cause your tongue will be yanked out so all you can do is s*** cartel d*** and take burritos in your ugly squareshaped lesbian d**** loving flat a** for the rest of your short drug addicted s** slave life.

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