Kidnapped And Still Singing
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I put Bacon in a box and continue to run. Someone tackled me from behind making my drinks bust open in the bag.
"Ho ottenuto il suo signore! " the person yelled .
My rock stars . I start to get mad. I start thrashing around.
" you son of a butcher! Get off of me!" I yell
The man looks at me strangely then flips me on my back to see my face. Wrong move bro. I jump up and start punching him. Trying to protect his face left him wide open for a crotch shot. I start kicking him in every place that was open
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