jedi1357 commented at 2015-10-27 11:42:27 » #1837991

♪I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Splat splat, he shot me down
Splat splat, I hit the ground
Splat splat, that awful sound
Splat splat, my baby shot me down♪

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