| Quick, everybody, look depressed! Our betters are watching from Toronto and have decreed it thus. When you have your sad face on, then dive into this third-rate rehashed hack hash. Ponder the hash... deeply. Be the hash. Be ashamed if you can't wipe the smile off your face. Be ashamed that no one knew, in advance, precisely how things would go, how imperfect our sight, how immensely superior the voyeur's hindsight. 'Tis so. Barkeep, one sarsaparilla - use crocodile tears instead of branch water, plz. I'm sure that'll help. |
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