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You messed with the wrong white girl, motherfucker!” Tyler shouted.

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Jeaniene Frost
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: June 13
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the United States of America
Motherfucker
Tyler
Shouted
Messed
Wrong
White
Girl

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