I just can't do it -- feeling so unwashed and thin (yet runny). Walt is too much for me today. Sweeping majesty in my thickness is like second-hand underwear on my head. Unopened in this manner, I can only turn to one of my favorite bands -- Flight of the Concords. This New Zealand comedy music act have their own show on HBO -- I can't wait until the new season begins. Perhaps then I can be a man once more. But enough -- I give you "Business Time" (may be not appropriate for children under, let's say, 10 or so):
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