Hey, dammit!. Who you callin' a nothed. I wooda thunk all the crap I put up with from that dammed monkey while trying to get you presidentified wooda earned me better respeck.
Maybe it's just the nature of pol-erticks.
I made some resolutions for myself:
1 Invent a self-roasting turkey...cooks itself right in the shopping bag!
2 return some of the money I took from that church poor-box.
3 stop dressin up like those guys in "300" unless appropriate to the event.
4 Make fewer nasty remarks about Morris dancers. Banjo, bagpipers, accordianers too; but mostly Morris dancers.
5 Neither a lender be, but I'll still borrow.
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8...I got nothin