dusty old moldy europe is not the same as evropa.  evropa is the homestead. it is the overbearing insanity inducing sound of the cicadas. it is the hot humid summer afternoon on your porch with a freshly squeezed lemonade. it is target practice on shooting old cans on a rotting fence. it is the loving arms of your dixie gf. it is the whitetail in the back of your truck. it is the european in appalachia. starting to get it yet?  let me the fuck in you fucking bitch
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