Boys, shoot to thrill from the hip.
This time we put the "act" in action.
We've tricked the pigs into thinking that this auction is a pageant.
In no time, there will be make up on our new set of cutlery.
The livestock is star struck.
They're all salivating like ravenous cartoons.
G**damn animal. You better watch where you spit.
Squeal like soft music.
If it helps, we'll dim the lights on the floor.
Neon bulbs are the cosmetics of swine.
Everybody looks quite dazzling, trussed up in their formal attire.
You'd make a great secret if I could keep you, but we all spill our guts.
We're locked and loaded. Drip-fed and bloated.
Our trigger fingers snagged in the mouse trap of the moment.
Turn the lights off on us, like a moth left in the cold.
In the dark, begging for more.
When the urgency strikes you, you better not los
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