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SOUNDCLOUDS OF WRATH   Leave a comment

Hey hey! My name is Afrojacks. I invented moombahton. Fuck all of y’all. I don’t drink milk. I pour Crystal™ on my fucking cereal. I eat fucking Caviar Pops. They’re like Corn Pops but they taste like fucking fish and cost $2000 per box. That’s my life. That’s Afrojack. I’m working on a track with Justin Bieber. I fucked Lady Gaga. That was so weird. There were ostriches in the same room when it happened. One of them licked my right testicle. It’s tongue was rough. I still see it’s face when I close my eyes.

Have you met my friends yet? Bill.i.am is the fucking black dude from Blast Iced Fleas and there’s Dave Gettus and that guy from Florida who I don’t remember his name. Here’s some tracks AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!

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SOUNDCLOUDS FROM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARES   Leave a comment

Hey fuckers! Are you a baby? How are you reading? You don’t even know math. You’re scared of cats. Babies don’t even have jobs. There’s only one conclusion, babies need to step their game up. What do you have to show for your lives babies? Are you just gonna let everyone else do all the work? Babies can’t even feed themselves. Babies don’t even know the true meaning of soundclouds or Christmas. Music is AFTER THE FUCKING JUMP!

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SOUNDCLOUDS THAT ASK YOUR MOM TO GO TO THE MOVIES   3 comments

Hey fuckers! I’m Li-fuck! I mean I’m Bow Wow, just Bow Wow. What’s happening? Do you ever wish that you could be Like Mike? So do I! And this one time I got these magic shoes that made me play like him at the basketball. True story! There was this other movie where I was listening to music and then there were soundclouds and I thought it was called Soundcloudy With A Chance of Meatballs but then I realized it was just my life and the reason why I got confused is that I had no childhood and had to act hood even when I was wearing Pokemon™ underwears. You like music too? Why don’t we listen to some fucking soundclouds together, like a family. I miss mine. LET’S GO AFTER THE JUMP!…

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LITTLE BABY BITCHES BE CRYIN’   Leave a comment

Because we heard a lot of crying and because we offer a very fucking vivid and rich media experience, we will need to be doing more “more after the jump…” type shit in here. Otherwise, as you may have noticed, this site runs like ass. So there. If you want the fucking music, you need to fucking make the effort. If you want to know what Kanye, or John C Reilly have to say, you’re gonna have to learn to click on shit and navigate between pages. Let’s see how good you are at it starting now:

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