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Where were we? Rationally speaking, of course, a riddle swathed and swindled out of ignorance, given by oceanic nymphs. Permanent waves came. Mermaids no less. A quest ever so fragile, for our ship is frail, compared to the fabulous fair-haired maiden of monstrous waves…

‘Oh, Matan, I’m so sorry!’ screams his hot Japanese robot model of his, robust rubber waifu screams in JAPANESE strapped with thong. Co

‘Iran is four hours away from developing a nuclear bomb. What should we do in response? Should we bomb Gaza? I suppose we could bomb Tarkazukker for a change. Did you know your dog could bite you if you be disobedient? In an instant, the guy where the show ends and the show ends and he floats to black? But there would be an intermediate time, where the morning. Well, that gives me, that’s seven days of peace and then that would be that but if we poison the neighbor then the dog would die!’

‘What you just said, my animal abuser… It’s because you’ve been watching out for your ear, but you could still take advice from other people… Clearly not, now your ear is infected and you can’t hear what I’m saying…’ she responds.

For Israel: ‘We’ve developed a nuclear bomb, if it’s our time to fly a bunker buster to Iran… They’re already an hour waiting…’

            ‘So, we have twenty minutes to repair it.’

            ‘Oh, so you’re going straight on to the show?’

‘No, no, I’m not going to change anything by myself, but it’s Steven Culbert, except at some point their Earl dies, but he didn’t take the thing off…’

            ‘So, will you take Culbert’s go-guy, Long Neck? But at the same time the footage is disturbingly skinny…’

            ‘Well, let me ask you, because it’s the next guess, why would anybody want that shit? Abomination.’