"Yeah, that tactical suppression was only the first of many, many bricks we're dropping this quarter. Brah, stack them shits up and you will have the outer wall of a new church that you have my permission to dub Unicorp. Can't sleep on these CDR motherfuckers. Even the smallest cinder will burn down this great and ancient forest of ours. Right? Remember, what's your name again? Jim? OK, Jim. We are the water, and the people are the boats. Feel my bicep. Right there. Check this out. See—it's like a little balloon. Up and down." (Link courtesy of Piotr Orlov.)
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