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FutaR4fags
Troll or not that shit needs to die.
>> Anonymous
welcome to /d/, i hope you enjoy your stay
>> Anonymous
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
>> Anonymous
>>376559
Can't say I ever pictured futas when I heard that song.
>> Anonymous
>>376562
ditto
>> Anonymous
same here