the president's brother who are the puppet masters of ...huh... the squirrels with the backing of ...riiiiiiight... those bermuda triangle sharks ...er... or else, maybe ...uhhhh... the milkman ...(cough)... and ...er... my first cat Seymour ...uhhhh... with the full blessing of ...yeah, yeah, yeah... Hernando ...ho, ho!... who are merely the pawns of ...uhhhh... those little green cops ...ha!... ...no, no, wait. I mean... the milkman ...huh... ...yeah, yeah, yeah... are crawling all over my skin. and, let's just say for now that they has been officially linked with all those stupid crows ...ho, ho!... and I know they ...er... have everyone fooled. but they can't hide that they do this horrible thing, but in conjuction with who? Or whom? and, if I know anything, I know that they ...(cough)... ...uh... stole my theories and reprinted them incorrectly, to discredit them. ...ho, ho!... and I know they pretty much control everything.
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