Thank you again, supreme leader, for your almost flawless timing.
Supreme Leader, your filthy, moustachioed, lustful Italian acolyte salutes you.
The Queen of Foxes guides us.
The Queen of Foxes teaches us.
The Queen of Foxes protects us.
In your light, we thrive.
In your mercy, we are sheltered.
In your wisdom, we are humbled.
We live only to serve.
Our lives (+wives, + holes) are yours.
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The struggle is real.
I was awake, but driving.