Oh, bull. I am not making any corny vows to support an imaginary thread cwelebrating th eunbirthday of a fictional character. I mean enough is enough, don't you think. Here's this synthetic identitiy with little or no relationship to the actual big-hearted shmoo we call Spaw, and this identity has this whole sort of invisible-pals universe poplulated by perverted possums, out-house traders, peeing statues, and religous icons which fart. Right? And this cartoon universe, several notches worse than North Park or the Simpsons, peopled with these fictitious characters whoa re themselves the figment of the fevered brain of a synthetic personality created by someone who was only marginally balanced to begin with, is now going to be the basis for an oath and vow? A commitment, based on honor and integrity? I don't THINNNNNKKKKK so!!

WAKE UP, AMUURIKA!!!!

. (Pitts off).

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