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A comfort I’m certain your wife will share,
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knowing that you will not die beyond them.
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Dominus.
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The way they fawn over him!
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Falling to knee to lick his fucking ass!
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He takes over my house. My gladiators. My fucking bed!
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Did he give voice toward length of stay?
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He gives voice only towards considerable faults of un-fucking-worthy son.
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Leave.
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I secure the primus, and he acts as if
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I shit upon the name Batiatus.
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Oh, you raise it, beyond anything he can imagine.