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Jesus, Chet. I don't know what you gave me last week, but I just now woke up. That was some serious shit. Comalicious.

I hate to be a drag here....but are you going to get me that sandwich or what?

Really? I thought I was just seeing everything in triples. Another bad trip or some shit like that. You eve been to Amsterdam, Walt? Great fucking place.

Hello, lady. You are more than welcome to hang with us gents in the big boys' president thread. A much richer experience than here with the whiners. JQA is a winner everywhere. Great post, Mike. Hickory, you shut your dirty, whore mouth about '28 or I swear to god.... Minnesota? Never...

Damn. EVERYTHING's fuzzy right now. I think I might be wearing someone else's spectacles.

Yes. But I think we're safe. He's got big fuzzy teeth.

Carter's over in Cuba or Palenstine or some shit building houses out of peanut shells. Dude needs to be introduced to porn or something. Oh, shit. Why the fuck is there a coatimundi nibbling on my elbow?

Sagan? The 'Bama coach? What's he got to with anything. Fucking leprechaun.

Shit! When the hell did our chairs grow legs?

Good lord, it is cold out. Why is the only clock in this place on the outside wall? And why does it have 5 clocks built into it? And why are they all keeping different time? Chet, I think we broke the time-space continuum again.

A quarter after

Sausage fest NTTAWWT.

A quarter 'til

Following you shouldn't be too difficult. Gracie told me you never say a damn word and you refuse to touch her during the act. Laissez-faire, indeed! Hitting poppies? Never. I have been known to kick puppies. And fuzzy. It's all fuzzy, man.

I do believe you mean put some MORE of this lysergic acid diethylamide in your sherry.

Quite. I'm of half a mind to pour myself another sherry. I'm sure you can fluff Bukakke-anon in the back alley again.

Cal, since you're going to be otherwise occupied, I hope you wouldn't mind too awfully much if I took another run at Gracie.

Tilden, Dewey, and Gore. Sorriest bunch of losers I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. Good god.

Shouldn't you be doing a fucking Salinger impression? Beat him like a dog? Last checked, S still won the election then fucked your wife, sister, and mother......at the same time. Yours? Shit, Chet. You can't leave those in the pantry without a note. I ate those bitches.

And you can't even properly bribe someone.