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This is the little MONSTER that learks outside my house. It might not look
like much just sittingthere but that's what it wants you to think. It wants you to
pull up to it at a stop light in your little*snicker* Mustang. It eats Fords for a light
lunch you know. You sit there reving up your "Little engine that could" while the
MONSTER plans it's attack. Will it let you jump out of the hole and give you a a
false sense of pride? Or will it just leave you sitting in it's dust with your eyes
bugging out of your head? Who knows with the MONSTER. Either way
you will meat you demise when you meat the MONSTER.
My interests:
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