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All geared up for the first stage of the crackopalypse and heading to the fall of crack-land.



Dressed to the nines and heading out to Hubba-Hubba.


Leaving now to head on over to good ol'e fashioned n-day party with great friends at the Power Exchange.


Heading down to ghetto-ville to serve immature cheap bastards who beg for free shit while wearing more money in their teeth and on their neck than I will are in a few years while being subjected to bad booty music.
Check!