Well the offering of sexual favours always helps...
I wouldn't be the biggest fan of carrots myself, more of a pea man, y'know.
I can't believe I almost had a real father figure in my life there... Oh well back to Gustav, my Hungarian pen pal it is, then.
Damn, Im popular!
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We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell,
Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell.
Into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps, but doesn't dream,
We must sing
We must sing
We must sing
I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEATH AND GLORY....
And Im so clever But clever ain't wise