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anyways 10 out of 10 mod
You gotta get schwifty
You gotta get schwifty in here
It's time to get schwifty
Oh oh
You gotta get schwifty
Oh, yeah!
Take off your pants and your panties
♥♥♥♥ on the floor
Time to get Schwifty in here
Gotta ♥♥♥♥ on the floor
I'm Mr. Bulldops
I'm Mr. Bulldops
Take a ♥♥♥♥ on the floor
Take off your panties and your pants
It's time to get schwifty in here
New song, schwifty
Double x
Schwifty song, comin' at ya
It's the schwif-schwifty
Hey, take your pants off
It's schwifty time today
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⣿⠃⠄⢰⣧⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡏⠄⠘⣿
⣿⠄⠄⢐⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠄⠄⣿
⡏⠄⠄⠈⠉⠙⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠟⠛⠗⠄⠄⣸
⡇⠄⠄⠐⠷⣻⡶⢌⠛⠿⣿⣿⢿⠿⣻⠶⠶⢶⣦⠄⠄⢐
⡇⠄⢰⡆⢤⣦⣄⣧⣬⡦⣼⣷⣤⣈⣬⣄⣠⣅⣢⡗⠄⠸
⡇⠄⠰⢿⣷⣤⣤⣾⣿⡃⣿⣿⡟⣿⣯⣯⣭⣷⢿⠅⠠⣿
⡇⠄⠄⢾⣿⣿⠿⣿⢿⢠⣿⣿⣷⢼⣟⠿⣿⣿⣿⣻⢠⣺
⣿⡇⠄⢈⠉⠱⣿⣿⣄⠈⠻⠻⠋⢠⣿⣷⠌⠙⠛⠁⢸⣿
⣿⣇⠄⢻⣷⣦⣄⠉⢛⡒⠄⠄⢀⣛⠋⣀⣤⣾⡗⡀⣾⣿
⣿⣿⣦⢂⠻⣿⣿⠷⣮⣟⣻⣛⣿⣿⣲⣿⣿⡏⠔⢼⣿⣿
⡿⠿⠛⠁⠁⠙⣿⣥⣈⣉⣉⣋⣉⣨⣼⣿⢟⠌⠄⠄⠈⠉
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and also
MORTY SHUT THE ♥♥♥♥ UP WE NEED TO GET HIIIIIIIGH MORT
w-what? why? i'm, like, 14, i can't smoke weed-
MORTY LOOK! A WEED PLANT! GRAB A LIGHTER!
rick, that's a tr-
MORTY SHUT THE ♥♥♥♥ UP-
That's sad.
Someone get Timmy back on his Ipad.
Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little boy called Joey, he was ten-years-old and he lived in a mental hospital because he posted a ♥♥♥♥♥♥ copypasta onto a People Playground mod's comment section. He got so bad he went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the Feds decided that best idea was to get rid of him so they set up a special room to kill him, as inhumane as possible. And he sat there in agony for hours until he died. Now every week on the day of his death he returns to the person that reads this letter, on a monday night at 12:00 a.m. He creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by pegging you and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other profiles on this one site, and he will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently if u copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes nothing will happen