Monstrosity
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"LONG AGO, IN A DISTANT LAND,
LIVED A 15 YEAR OLD GIRL, WHO HAS BEEN NICKNAMED AS "THE MONSTROUS KILLER". THE MONSTROUS KILLER NAMED IVANA BAJKIĆ LOOKS SWEET ON THE OUTSIDE, BUT ON THE INSIDE.... A BURNING PASSION RESIDES , FLAMES ARE UP IN HER LUNGS AND SHE IS PREPARING TO SHOOT UP EVERYONE WITH HER REVOLVER GUNS 21MM. BEWARE, THOSE WHO INSULT THE MONSTROUS KILLER THAT IS IVANA BAJKIĆ....."
DISCLAIMER: This is a parody dedicated to my good friend, Filip. Happy birthday💝💝💝, Filip !
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