Ref, you must be fucking blind.
That call is bullshit and so is that card you hold against me for a rubber cleat to the prick's neck.
Well, he fucking deserved it.
Don't make me bring up who pays your wage.
My rubber cleats can remind you in the parking lot after the game.
You're fucking up,
we're throwing down,
I am fucking in,
You're fucking out.
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