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What is there to do but solder wires

and listen again to Pink Diggly Diggly? What is there to do but admit I’m tired and move to the west side of East Smelly? Should you find the ghost of Natalie Wood would you recommend my earthly boner? Should I lose all to a European bid will you not call me the Prince of Posers? One’s value is not just social pride, which I should always try to remember when seated by a laminated sign that explains the Heimlich Manoeuvre. Drink up, Pasquale, I have an abscess; drink up, Dingus, I have scalped your tickets.