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Who's Radical Larry
WHO'S RADICAL LARRY?
WHO'S RADICAL LARRY?!
RADICAL LARRY IS ONLY THE BADDEST MOTHERFUCKER TO EVER EXIST EVER
HE WILL FUCK YO SHIT UP
YOU HEAR THAT SCARY ASS SOUND WHEN HE APEARS AND YOU SEE HIM COME OUT OF THE GROUND OR FROM A WALL AND THAT BADASS CHASES YOU DOWN
GO AHEAD , TRY CLOSE DOORS
HE CAN WALK RIGHT THROUGH THEM
THERES NO STOPING RADICAL LARRY
HE WILL NOT STOM COMING AFTER YOU UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD
SO YOU BETTER RUN AND RUN AND RUN
AND PRAY THAT RADICAL LARRY GETS BORES OF CHASING YOU
THAT'S WHO THE FUCK RADICAL LARRY IS .
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