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Prins wanted to write me a love song since he's madly in love with my tummy. I says to him, I says: "No way, Prins! Cut the crap, it's party time!" And so, we hereby present to you: CUT THE CRAP!
(If you really really don't like it, you can kick...

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Prins wanted to write me a love song since he's madly in love with my tummy. I says to him, I says: "No way, Prins! Cut the crap, it's party time!" And so, we hereby present to you: CUT THE CRAP!
(If you really really don't like it, you can kick us in the groin next time you see us)
Sure we like lavender breeze, barefoot promenading by the ocean, pink frosted cupcakes on a Sunday afternoon, petting cute little puppies while watching the opera and wiping our cheeks with fluffy papier toilette after a shit. But next to all of that, we LOVE brainless beats and meaningless jumping around like a grasshopper on coke.
Lots of love + a kiss by choice.
Prins Fokker + Whateverfriend

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