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xxxSTAxxx
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Seriously tell me lol, I made a thread here and I coulda swore it was the right section b/c it says "No Attacking or Cheap Shots Here! Setup Battles and Matches Here!"
So no offense or anything but is there a point to this section?
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That would be cool.
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MuSicK
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street fighting. for sure. anyone want to go doubles with me? we could fuck some bitches up.
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