You slow ass sons of bitches, I'll run you on my big, fat, slow, dumpy Yamaha Raider and probably wax 2/3 of you. Get that shit back to the sandbox.
But I don't want none of Cochese, because I don't want to have to be dodging chunks of his engine block...
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