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Let the technicolour gore-father H.G Lewis lovingly bleed you a diabolical deviant dead-time Gory!!!

'The Gore Gore Gore Girls' (1972) – H.G. Lewis. Witness this super-slick private dick try to bust the nut behind the grisly glut of ferociously flavoursome girl-slayings of fiendishly flayed, butt-battered burlesque babes in this historically histrionic H.G Lewis curated insanity! Are y'all the type of swinging swizzle stick that can strongly stomach the murderous machinations of one luridly lewd dude with an uncommonly twisted mood for serially slashing bodacious boobs, and feloniously funking up their exposed heinie's real rude??!! So don't be a tiresome rube, get your nakedly peeping peepers onto the 'Gore Gore Girls' flickering fulsomely on that bloodless Boob Tube! H.G Lewis is the wily wizard of Gore, the triumphant terror tsar of B-Movie bizarre, number one in the sick parade, and the ultimate law when it comes to audaciously administered gore!!! 'The Gore Gore Girls' will inventively inflame your baser B-Groovy lusts with its gruesomely displayed busts, and put sulphurous spice in your slumbering kundalini, while gleefully galvanizing your gourmandizing gore-gland with its illicit luminosity, as these nocturnally nubile, nipple-swinging nightclub ninnies get explicitly crude in the nuptial nude as they daringly drop their foxy bikini's like slinky confetti! This is one titillatingly top heavy, luridly lingering 'Blood Feast' that will leave y'all hungry for gore!!! Let the technicolour gore-father H.G Lewis lovingly bleed you a diabolical deviant dead-time Gory!!!!!

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