Hey all you sniveling whining stinking Eurotrash

As I sit here eating my Amy's Microwaveable INDIAN MATTAR TOFU I am reminded of the sensation...

Hey all you sniveling whining stinking Eurotrash

As I sit here eating my Amy's Microwaveable INDIAN MATTAR TOFU I am reminded of the sensation of shit gliding across my tongue and down my throat and I realize that I am SICKENED by your incessant COMPLAINING! Complaining of "this" and "that" and "can't buy our merch" without "spending a lot of money". Vomit spills from my mouth onto my chin.

So, I went and did the dirty work, and signed a contract with the European merchandising conglomerate MAMstore, who, besides selling mammary glands, also is now legally approved to print and sell officially-licensed and approved H THE B gear in the European territory.

It's time to put your money where your disgusting mouth is.

To add insult to injury, MAMstore was concerned that HORSE the band wouldn't sell enough merchandise for them to make a profit, and took over 3 years to put together this "virtual storefront". Accordingly, their initial offering of merchandise is "lean" to say the least.

Well, you can fucking SHOW THEM WHOSE MERCH YOU WANT TO BUY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Set Your Goals? Paramore? Steve Stevensensensen?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The more merch you buy, the more merch they will make. And the more they will make the more we will FUCK THEM and whisper I TOLD YOU PUSSY in their ear, repeatedly. We will make them pay for their mediocre life policy and underestimation of the economic power we command at the push of a button!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111
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FUCK YOU

http://www.mamstore.co.uk/x48473.html

USE IT OR LOSE IT BITCH

PS-
The yellow girl shirt here is exclusive. If I was a girl I would want to be yellow, and I would want to wear this shirt every day and feel my boobs all the time.

I'll go soon, but I leave you with this: If you don't buy clothes in our store, have fun being a loser in Europe and never getting laid.