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Aw, how sweet. It looks like our dear Clarice has a admirer. And it looks as though he is completely in her grasp. She is now his mistress. :D May I be the first to sing the song? Clarice and Rayne's Guy sittin' in a tree. L-I-C-K-I-N-G. First comes sex, then comes aids, then comes a brat in a baby cage.
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Ever dance with the Devil by the pale moon-light?
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Isn't it funny how quickly people turn against you... even your so-called friends?
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