A tragic love story of but a few pages
The Ripped One never became the Ripped Two
And thus the story concludes
With nothing but Heartbreak and sorrow
:hapnoel:
All indies need to go
I have taken the role of indie hunter in the absence of the acclaimed brother Zolo
We will start from here
Fish rots from the head, as long as we aren't chopping the tail we still have room to breathe
O Valentine o valentine wherefore art thou valentine, deny thy father and refuse thy name, and I'll no longer be the Ripped one
I will become ripped beast once more
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