Ancient tongues whispered the seductive haunts of Gentleman GaGa the phantom. They etched into my mind a map to the hidden cities of Feminina Bodega, the original Barbie.
There I saw stairs crafted of gold and pillars constructed from the sweat of a thousand booty cracks.
OhmyGaGa can it be? Show me the way mother monster. Lead me to Queen Barbie.
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