| Probability | Text |
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| 64% | I'm not a man, I'm not a man. I'm not a man, I'm not a man. I'm not a man, I'm not a man. I'm not a man, I'm not a man. I'm not a man, I'm not a man. There's no chance that thisboot is your id Moroc I'm there to make this Something cryout you're alone Who do I am when it's over? Don't let your friends, your old friends know Don't let your friends, your old friends know Don't let your friends, your old friends know Don't let your friends, your old friends know Mama, Mama You had no, you had no mama Mama, Mama You had no, you had no mama Mama, Mama You had no, you had no mama Mama, Mama Don't let your friends, your old friends know Don't let your friends, your old friends know | ▶️ |
| 73% | And what will change Hol Prop behaviour after being completely egoisticed? What will change when you lose a child on the FE liberated that time it's just not your fault? If that particular school staff item also did not... that looks like a 72 year old volume sanitiserist couldn't do more and people did the same and obviously this had nothing to do with more than 100 adults however. | ▶️ |
| 68% | Brethren, it's time once again to seize the public's attention, to spread the word far and wide. Los Angeles demands that her residents be deafblind and unconscious. They do not hear the gunshots and the children screaming. They do not see the mountains for the smog. They sleepwalk through the crowds, the freeway traffic jams. Their sun shatters into splinters of concrete glass and steel. And when their heads pound and their eyes burn, they close the window of the BMW, blast the air conditioner and turn up the volume on the CD player. Enough! I prepare to manifesto that will alert the citizens to the evils of this living death. My words will shake them like a 7.5 earthquake. Your role is to see to it that my treatise is printed in the LA Star Morning Edition. This Vacho tells you, listen. | ▶️ |
