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You may call me Ferret Jesus by Ferret Jesus

You may call me Ferret Jesus

Fwoosh! To feel flustered. A fierce-some flying ferocious flaming fist of Fateful fiery fury. This flail, no mere flamboyance, is a fancy force to forget and forgive the furtive fornication of fumbling fools, now futilely failing against the finale. However, this fabrication of ferocity stands to fight the foul, fence off the frontage of foes, falsify the fiendish fortitude of forlorn fetuses, flinging folks into frenzy. The only fashion is a fibrillation; a finishing flutter, not to feign, but for favoring the floccinaucinihilipilification of foolishness. Fake? Forsake it. For I have forgotten my formalities. Finally finished...

You may call me Ferret Jesus.

You may call me Ferret Jesus

Ferret Jesus

19 November 2012 at 22:44:36 MST

Fwoosh! To feel flustered. A fierce-some flying ferocious flaming fist of Fateful fiery fury. This flail, no mere flamboyance, is a fancy force to forget and forgive the furtive fornication of fumbling fools, now futilely failing against the finale. However, this fabrication of ferocity stands to fight the foul, fence off the frontage of foes, falsify the fiendish fortitude of forlorn fetuses, flinging folks into frenzy. The only fashion is a fibrillation; a finishing flutter, not to feign, but for favoring the floccinaucinihilipilification of foolishness. Fake? Forsake it. For I have forgotten my formalities. Finally finished...

You may call me Ferret Jesus.

(I wanted to do a tribute to my favourite movie of all time; V for Vendetta.)

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