Oh, Vlam. Vlam. What can I say, man? Other than that was comedy. genius. You're a magician, Vlam. A fucking magician. You have such a funny way with words. I still can't stop laughing. I am literally pissing my trousers right now and I don't even care. You need to be on stage, my friend. So we can throw eggs at you. And when we run out of eggs, we can throw bricks, and human shit, then start ripping the chairs out of the stand and throwing those fuckers too. We'll never run out of things to throw, man. Including verbal abuse.
Please do that Vlam. Please. For me.
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