Tag: deathclaw
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Fallout
Roll up a piff, boy Boot up that game toy Shining my pip boy Primm sheriff lost boys. Landscape palimpsest of extinct styles, bandos where radroaches hide Ghoul’s rusted lancet breaches my cardoor breastplate, there will be Fallout from this Last night for supper had scorpion, half-diced a man’s daughter hungry radscorpions Primm properly like…
Alchemisland 