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An irishman

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He snuck cocaine in like a thief. He practically was one. His only addiction was cocaine and marijuana, but little did that matter to the lying world. The stupid writer had screwed Irish women, and besides his friend was a writer and not quite as good, so he flashed his way into intercourse with his ex girlfriend. Everyone I know has read about the alpha complex. It’s one guy on top and never 10 percent, and that’s where they get you. They say you can use steroids and expand the size of your wrists, but they don’t grow unless you go to a special store. He visited that store many times and often passerbyiersin 30’s era fashion often remarked that he was toughest, and eldest fawned upon the brutal establishment, reckoning that he was a problem. One hundred women was an overstatement, and stunning and eloquent reminders of a drunken era. Where Irishman ran the streets and often pedaled drugs. If it was the 30’s, but it was always the same. The were was often a thief that robbed
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the powerful and I suppose one might suggest that a robbery was in order. And so the plot thickened. There was one Achilles heel, the man was due for a fix, heroin I suppose. In the 2000’s the 30’s is dead. Heroin is dead. The thief wandered duefully, with a silver dial in his hands that held the mind to a tune. The tune was simple, the girl swung and complained and thus the dial swiveled. He had stolen a distinct part of her, and had gold emblems in which he stole from others, but the dial never moved for them and so he loved them just the same. In heart they were similar, they shared a similar backround, in race, and ethnicity, it would seem according to one doctor, that only, by god, and even so so remarkable that alcohol would prevail. The alpha, and when they said no, he responded with a thick spirit and a warm emblem. The family had turned themselves Asian with food, and so he pretended that fate wasn’t fate alone and stood for the greed against the higest of powers. An
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Irishman screwing with the german population. It could, it would only go downhill from there. I happen to be both irish and german, but when the germans in the country here they will aspire to plot. Like the Russians and intel, like the native germans in engineering, like the sweeds in quick jokes, like the nords in superiority. All walks would remain the same. For the thief planned to marry the other irish girl, and jewish as he be, swindled his swindle through a dire crowd to finally embellish the talks of times with the noises of laughter. It would always be a stark contrast and not a dire reality. Alpha wins under the eyes of the elders, and the elders always call the shots. They see wrong and they see right, and typically they say scary shit like “you gotta get rid of him”, and no one wants that. The thief escapes with his life. The alpha, just keeps having intercourse. Eventually, the germans, the mob, reach an agreement. The thief remarks he had more fun with the other
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irish girl, that she was a godsend, that her beauty was undetermined. Threaten the thiefs life and he’ll do away with the night, and rapist, never escapes. The thief snuck a bottle of wine in through the courtyard, and drank himself to death. His last words were a merry remark, something witty.
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