Rude, nasty, evil, less than friendly, cruel, filthy, coarse, and raw. These are just a few of the words that would help me describe the steak that I had for dinner last night. But enough about me. Here's a mix that only a mother could love. You know, if she drank all the time and got into serious fist fights. Really dirty stuff here. Not just but a lot. Slap this bad boy on the next time you punch a nun in the face. Hell, why not start a holiday fight club and use this for the background music? If you do I promise I won't talk about it. Well... not a lot anyway.
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