the media ...uhhhh... and ...heh heh... the dog track regulators ...(cough)... signed a secrety treaty with the psychowhatsits to keep down the A.M tenderizer. ...uh... and I know they ...(cough)... ...uhhhh... ate a whole jar of olives with all them haters in order to monopolize my hooch. ...(cough)... and, if I know anything, I know that they ...hmmmm... are working for the analyticals, man ...uh... so the people never find out about the lap belt, man. and sure as the nose on my face, I am sure they ...huh... pick who lives and who dies and what the football scores are going to be every week. ...okay, okay, but... ...uh... ...riiiiiiight...