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my chickens, keep cluckin on the banks of the old raritan we're gonna march till you lose don't call it a comeback put the blood on me i would have slit my wrists if it wasn't for rock ... all the beating drums, the celebration guns all the beating drums, the celebration guns all the beating drums, the celebration guns but the war won't stop for the love of God Monday, March 17, 2008
re-up gang, we here to run this shit:
39 dead and counting in Karbala. Another female suicide bomber. But hey, one of Saddam Hussein's minions might have talked to the second cousin of some dude who eventually joined a group that became part of al-Qaeda, so it's all worth it, right?
--Spencer Ackerman
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