It is hysterical how easily you are manipulated by your master, The Count. Well, and, of course, your god, CommO’Bama, the hand in the sock puppet of the animated corpse.
Drag them into court on bizarre pretzel logic charges supported by a pathological liar and prosecuted by a racist prosecution minority hire affirmative action token to try to slander and bankrupt the defendant is hip these days. Just like, as the Beatles say, back in the U.S.S.R.
A cuppa and a few donuts will clear that right up, boy howdy. The Count recommends white frosted with shredded coconut, The Count’s fave. Hey… wouldn’t the coconut make it a healthy food? The Count thinks we’re on to something! Dilly! Dilly!
No, the teacher streaming.