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"where there's life, there's hope".

Fight like tigers. The pocs think they can beat us, but they've never encountered a group of angry White men.

They will soon.

Chin, chin.

"where there's life, there's hope". Fight like tigers. The pocs think they can beat us, but they've never encountered a group of angry White men. They will soon. Chin, chin.

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Why did my kids leave me in a home why don't they talk to me I don't understand

Don't complain when this ends up being you.

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I will not live long enough to be a burden to my kids and I would rather suck down a quart of strychnine than end up in a nursing home with fat nigger cunts in charge. And I plan on dividing my assets equally to my surviving family. (no offence intended when I called you a scumbag... was drinking and meant it as a term of endearment)