"Fragile as a nun's hymen, you are."
"I'm not the Lord of Sodom. I am the Lord of sod'em, though."
"My Maestro has that rare kind of beauty, that blossoms best when broken. Like the maharaja's ruby, the apple of the idol's left eye, scattered so it may spread it's many spider legs upon the crown's of Kings."
"I'm not the Lord of Sodom. I am the Lord of sod'em, though."
"My Maestro has that rare kind of beauty, that blossoms best when broken. Like the maharaja's ruby, the apple of the idol's left eye, scattered so it may spread it's many spider legs upon the crown's of Kings."
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