Hola Bitches

Death just rolled up... and he didn’t come for small talk.
Hola Bitches throws subtlety out the damn window — featuring a grim reaper in shades, grinning like a psychopath while blasting an RPG straight into your problems.
It's not a greeting. It’s a f*cking declaration.
Smile, wave, and duck for cover — because when Death says hola, he’s about to ruin your whole day.

Kiss your ass goodbye.

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