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søndag 2. november 2008

Balls! We want the finest wines available to humanity. And we want them here, and we want them now!

-I've some extremely distressing news.


-I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear anything! Oh God, it's a nightmare, I tell you, it's a nightmare.


-We just ran out of wine. What are we gonna do about it?


-I don't know, I don't know. Oh God, I don't feel good. Look, my thumbs have gone weird! I'm in the middle of a bloody overdose. Oh God. My heart's beating like a fucked clock! I feel dreadful, I feel really dreadful!


-So do I, so does everybody. Look at my tongue; it's wearing a yellow sock. Sit down for Christ's sake, what's the matter with you? Eat some sugar.

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