| Journey towards total humiliation starts up
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| No warning, nothing to indicate the wicked degradation soon to be
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| As they deliver themselves to the land of inbreeds
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| Submit to hillbilly law
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| Stranded, separated and dislocated
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| From the woods approaching, two men
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| They grin their black tooth grins, gleam with empty staring beady eyes
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| Mountain men with sick one-tracked minds
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| Without grasp of reality
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| Rednecks, 12 gauge rifle, farmer outfit
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| Drunken by homemade whiskey
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| The yokels of perversion attacking
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| Taken by surprise they’re captured
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| They stood no chance, taken off guard
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| Overpowered, unprepared
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| The strongest, most defensive camper tied up with a belt
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| Force him to a tree
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| Now they turn their focus to the shorter fat man
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| Slowly backing, trying to get away
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| Panic makes him tumble, fall down
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| Soon his screams will echo
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| They start to slowly move in on their target
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| Crawling backwards, grins expanding soon to cover their dirty faces
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| «Won't you give us a ride boy?»
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| The panic then becomes total, when he hears a voice
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| «Drop them pants son»
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| Paralyzed from the fear he is thrown to the ground
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| Getting set, from behind, tear his messy mud-stained panties
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| Give the sick command — NOW SQUEAL
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| «Suck with that pretty mouth of yours»
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| Dirty deprivation of pride, raped by the rotten Crocker
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| «Squeal like a pig»
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| Captured, degraded and sodomized
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| Submit to perverse treatment |