β Scribed by Carr, Brian Allen
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Motherfucking Sharks reads like it was carved into the floor of a sun-baked desert by an old testament prophet with a thirsty knife." BEN LOORY, author of Stories for Nighttime and Some for the Day Where I come from, the children sing a song: Oh the motherfucking sharks Oh theyre gonna come to town Oh theyre gonna kill the babies Oh theyre gonna make you drowned in your blood Oh the motherfucking sharks Oh theyre gonna mince the flesh Theyre gonna swim up and surround you Dont you know youll never pass the test its over Oh the motherfucking sharks Oh they dont care about the gods And they dont care about the families And they dont care about the cries or tears theyre killers. Motherfucking sharks Motherfucking sharks Motherfucking sharks Motherfucking sharks
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