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| This user got an F in AOLer and likes their native language better (if they have one). | |
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| This user only speaks Elvish enough to seduce native Elvish speakers. | |
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| This user only speaks 日本語 enough to seduce native 日本語 speakers. | |
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| This user is able to contribute with a basic level of Latin. | |
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| This fucker speaks Newspeak heavily laced with profanity that would make a fucking asshole sailor blush from all the g*******d blasphemy. | |
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| This user got an F in Texan and likes their native language better (if they have one). | |
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אױ אַ שײנעם ברכת | | אױ אַ שײנעם ברכת |
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| This user is hereby nominated an HONORARY JEW, and is entitled to all honors and persecutions as such. | |
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Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down,
and I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there,
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-air.
In west philadelfia born and raised,
on the playground where I spent most of my days.
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
and all shooting some b-ball outside of the school,
when a couple of guys said were up in no good,
started making trouble in my neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said "you're moving with your aunte and uncl-
*Shot for copyright issues*