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I got a good kick out of this one when I read it on snopes a while ago. Its a brash bull-headed ridiculous judgemental opinion retorted by a brash bull-headed ridiculous judgemental opinion. Its like trying to cover up someone elses smelly shit, with a shit of your own.
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Lord, have mercy on my wicked soul
I wouldn't mistreat you baby, for my weight in gold.
-Son House, Death Letter Blues
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