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I've been thinking of surprising my bitch

It's our anniversary after all

Here's the plot

I and my three mates, that's us, sneak into our bedroom

When she's sleeping there alone

We have eight trouts of course

Those slimy and smelly motherfuckers

One for each hand

And then

We'll start whacking

She's gotta love it

Black helvet and that little boy's smile

Is too much for a little girl's mind