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Yo ♥♥♥♥, check out this fresh game from the hood yo. It all about hanging with yo homies in a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ trench firing at the rival gang in the other trench 412 yards in front of you.
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the ♥♥♥♥♥!
You sulphurous and thought-executing fires,
Vaunt-couriers to oak-cleaving thunderbolts,
Singe my white turd! And thou, all-shaking thunder,
Smite flat the thick rotundity o' the world!
Crack nature's moulds, an spermens spill at once,
That make ingrateful man!