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gangsta klingon rises his Bat'leth above his head, he has his feet on his victim

distorted image, malformed body, malformed fingers, ugly, malformed members

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gangsta klingon rises his Bat'leth above his head, he has his feet on his victim
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[klingon] Qapla'! In No'Mat's fiery depths so vast, Kahless confronts the trials that he's amassed.The volcanic caves, a fearsome sight, Burning embers illuminate his fight. BetleH of Fire, the legend unfolds, Kahless battles, his destiny foretold.With valor and might, he faces the Targ, Conquering the beast, his spirit charged.
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