And there came a time known as the Third Millennium, a time when the people of the earth were ravaged by

disease, pestilence, and poisons, a time when the horsemen of the apocalypse ran the multinational

corporations. A time when America's citizens were waking up to a future of no money and no jobs.

A time when a special man came forward, a man that your American taskmasters did not want you to see,

or hear, a man whom they took prisoner and hid away. A man whose name is Yahweh, Bin Yahweh.

For telling people the truth Yahweh, Bin Yahweh, was taken prisoner by the minions of darkness.

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God, what a gorgeous comeback. Good evening, welcome to Sikrona. The World Source for Anti-Social

Commentary. I'm one of your hosts, D7. And I am the other host, Kate Rambo. Hello.

Kate Rambo, what are your plans for the Super Bowl?

Well, considering I'm British and that the Super Bowl doesn't exist here, I will be

sleeping or not caring about the Super Bowl. Are you going to be making yourself your

world famous nachos? Do you know what? I've not had nachos in such a long time, but now you've

said it. Guess what? I'm just going to be thinking about this whole fucking episode. I actually gave

up the Christmas week. So that was a particularly cruel jive that you just gave in me.

Oh, you should give up Chris right before the Super Bowl. That's like the, I don't know, it's a staple.

I've just realized this week that I've not only cut out crisps, I've also cut out beer,

and as of next week I'm cooking out refined sugar. What's wrong with me? Why am I doing this?

You cannot go to a Super Bowl party without crisps and beer being like omnipresent. I think,

I don't know, what, yeah, you would be horrified. You'd have to renounce your diet here.

Yeah, all the year, Super Bowl parties that I'm invited to and all the Super Bowl parties that

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