We saw him wistfully choke over his gall bladder. I smiled. Yeah, things had changed since the old days. I used to enjoy such things then, but now....

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...the economic stimulus package...

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It was the perfect plan. It was the perfect setting. It had the perfect perpetrators. And the perfect pawns.

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"Thank you for flying Nor-Noreastern Airlines (for that perfect flying experience). Fasten your seat belts and recline comfortably. In the case of accidental mid-air collisions, use the fire escape..."

"Erm....where's that?"

"Right at the back of the plane, you silly ass! This is your Captain speaking. This is a recording. This plane will self destruct in twenty seconds"

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Blarney....Nacksmith......Hvljaer.....Hicmuss.....Parringer.....back to Blarney......paddles forward....Meyer.....Blarney again.....Parringer.....loses it to Beste.....Carvalinho now.....Dibo....Merricjo.....intercepted.....Hvljaer.....Hvljaer.....
Hvljaer!....HVLJAER!!....OH NO!!...

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Elegant, simple, effective. A board meeting of 20 members. We want them all dead.

Experiment No. 1

Aim: Take out the board.

Apparatus: Guns

Procedure: What it takes.

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"Remember it usually takes twelve conversations to make an impression."

"And then what?"

"You make an impression"

"How's that?"

"Because you've had twelve conversations."

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This phone has a familiar ring to it.

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"Black was the uniform...I insisted on it. Stereotyped, yes. But we live in a stereotyped world. You can't not wear black and kill board members. It's illegal."

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"Mom, if my ears ring and then the phone rings, which one should I pick up first?"

"It must be your dad then, sweetie. Put the ringing ear to the phone."

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