My mother, there's too many of you crying, brother, brother, brother

there's far too many of you dying.

I think anyone who puckers up their lips and presses it against their boss's

buttocks and then smooches is an answer.

I seem to be inept at everything except my work.

I'm good at my work.

So I can find myself to that.

All I want out of life is a dirty share and a 20 greatest.

The man's enlarged my mind.

He's a poet warrior in a classic sense.

I'm a little man. I'm a little man. He's a great man.

Think of it as colors. There's black and there's white.

And in between is mostly gray. That's us.

Now gray is a tough color because it's not as simple as black and white.

And for the media, it's certainly not as interesting.

But it's all we are.

This is your the stifled tower has arrived.

The twins are back.

And where in the world is Carole Caprice off?

Leader fan, fan radio next to me.

And KFAN.

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