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Party Time Crust CakesI love them allThey all have some special meaning to me!I don't like the ones with purple hatsAlthough, they might have some great, stupid, lovely adorable children who will grow up to kill you allThey will rip your heads off and play ping-pong with your eyeballsYou knows it to be trueYou know it to be trueYou know it to be trueYou block it from your brain, every night as you sing Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band to your parakeetEvery day, you try to block itWhat you do, what you do you hide yourself behind your yellow lemonsAnd what you do at night, before you go to sleep, is what it's crazy but you know they grow up and they're going to (aah) they're going to stick golf clubs in your rectumAnd when they're still playing ALL 18 HOLESNot 17, Not 5They're not going to be benevolentThese people are out to get you!They're going to play all 18 holes From Letras Mania