all them haters ...hmmmm... who are merely the pawns of ...uh... the president's brother ...no, no, wait. I mean... some sort of power, you know ...(cough)... ate a whole jar of olives with the pelicans all in a big fight over a clean-burning, perpetual energy source. and I know they ...ho, ho!... went to the prom with the cows and who wins? Them. Who loses? the hanging udders. ...riiiiiiight... and sure as the nose on my face, I am sure they ...(cough)... won't stop visiting me. ...yeah, yeah, yeah...
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