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He sprayed me like Tajiri. I didn't know whether I should sock the last half of his head or what. The whole experience sucked badly but we played it off as best anagram we could, for Mancow, our buddy. Everything seemed to be cool for a few years. We even made a lil' Mancow song for him once. He was one of our very few radio anagram homies. But like I was saying, more and more he started to get shitty. Well, one anagram day we missed a scheduled appearance on his show. And he suddenly just started talking shit on the air. Like a tiny bearded bitch, he just suddenly decided to switch sides on us. His panties were all bunched up extra tight ‘cause we missed doing his show for the millionth time. Fuck him and fuck his played out show. I'm so fuckin' glad we fell out. It was bound to happen. Goofy jock fuck DJs and ICP don't mix, bitch.
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