An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
Nah, I can't see a thing looks like you got your ol' Johnson strapped up tight. We should be able to score the suckers heavy. Remember don't let the Rubes handle the merch. till they come across with a couple of Jacksons, then spring the surprise and I'll pop out of the closet an snap a Polaroid.
lol - pure pulp. You are the master !
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