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- 8.1 Golden light illuminates you from every direction. Your shadow takes refuge in your urethra, not amused.
- 8.2 And here comes Richard Branson. And he wants to balloon with you. And you can see your house not on fire.
- 8.3 As you load boxed beverages into the fridge, flip up the plastic tops so you’ll always know an opened box by its closed top.
- 8.4 Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberelaxthefeeeeet.