Beetle Juice - A Differentet, Move, Please.

I feel like i have dug past all the bull shet that i don't like, that i know is just you being used sometimes to being mean. And then get down to the guts of it all, and down inside is beetle juice, is my sweet little lord of the after life. Ye, my little prince, my little spiky, weird hairede am, your sister's hotwhata funkan piece of shi. I wolddear. It's on the surface is te go deep the srt, the surface is bullshet with you, it's all bullshed. Can i say something? You disappear from conversation. You oftentimes go, babab

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