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Stopping eating my soul, Tyler!

He ate my soul,

-Shady

Mid-thirties Ron Shady!

Mid-thirties Justin Shady!
The stuff of nightmares!

The stuff of nightmares!

Like father, like son,

-Shady

The Rosemary’s Baby of fast-food commercials,

-Shady

Don't... turn... around.

The stuff of nightmares,

-Shady

PS: This one is obviously faked, but it’s just as terrifying.

Happy EastAHHH!!!

Old Poop!