Problem Child
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- Feb 21, 2001
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Let some fucking redneck yokel collect the payments for my cremation while I rot in the hot Georgia sun and vultures peck my eyeballs out and my skin tightens as my body fills with the putrid gases of decay.
I won't care, cuz I'm fucking dead, right?
I won't care, cuz I'm fucking dead, right?