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"Cut off their cocks and balls, roast them over the fires of hell, and serve them with a ketchup made of their blood," I say with a shrug. "Anything else?" he asks. "While they're enjoying their meal let them feel every ounce of pain they inflicted on me."
Birched by the Krampus
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