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One day the day came and went like any other. Yet our hero saw the end in sight and sought out the orchestra while tracking the shot from the grassy knoll.
And the Villain, dressed in Burberry fascism, cut the sidekick down with his razor-sharp bowler hat.
Our hero sets down his sword but for a moment, and is caught off-guard by the soft scent of Hata Mari.
Reduced to a purring satisfaction, the sultry spy leaves our hero spent and handcuffed to the headboard.
He awakens to the sound of a buzz saw grinding to a halt on his 3" thick stainless steel codfish.
Bursting from his bonds, our hero slices his way thru the henchmen, confronting the Villain on the Bridge of Sighs.
They fight, thrust and parry unto the very edge where the Villain falls into the open maw of a great black shark.
And our Hero steps over the bodies on the way to the House of Chanel for a little Brazilian-waxed jello bunny spinning a fast Aston-Martini on the Gold Coast Riviera Sunset Paradise of Love.
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15 Reviews Added on March 24, 2008 Last Updated on October 6, 2021 AuthorZatoichiLaguna Niguel, CAAboutborn under a full moon in the middle of the day on a foggy bank of the Mississippi River. Nihongo o hanashimasu ka? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDSYG8ILKB0 Lip Dub - Flagpole Sitta b.. more..Writing
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