the suits ...huh... with the backing of ...yeah, yeah, yeah... those eggheads in their ivory tower who are the puppet masters of one of my nostril hairs ...no, no, wait. I mean... ...er... all them haters who are merely the pawns of ...uh... the tuna canneries ...hmmmm... ...ha!... went to the prom with the dog track regulators ...uh... to keep down the whole sack of lies. ...huh... ...ha! Like I don't know that they... ...riiiiiiight... ...er... bought votes to protect those little green cops ...hmmmm... because they want the rotundra. ...yeah, yeah, yeah... but they can't hide that they ...ha!... pretty much control everything. ...heh heh... and sure as the nose on my face, I am sure they ...yeah, yeah, yeah... ...ho, ho!... bit me all night so I couldn't sleep. ...er... and, let's just say for now that they have everyone fooled. ...hmmmm... ...(cough)... ...and nobody seems to care!
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