M'n vingers en m'n knieën zijn naar de klote van het keepen. 
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I never would have loaded up a 44 and put myself behind a jail house door if it hadn't been for love. Four cold walls against my will but at least I know she's lying still. Four cold walls without parole, Lord have mercy on my soul.
Laatst aangepast door ash-hôôle : 18 January 2010 om 22:35
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