Dear, Mr. Commander–in–Chief:

Sir,
Before you Display an Abrams, that which you, mr. president, know nothing about, perhaps, your EMinence could instead think about a better strategy to stop bogarting them tooth brushes.

It was not tea

It was not tea, it was weed! Maaaaan.

The Statue of Liberty… the mold anyway, in the form of Hi Gene!!!

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