Joel: We found the secret of freedom the other day... but it kinda blurrned me out.
Crow: You found the secret offreedom? Why should it blurn you'all out?
Joel: I had to remove Us Selfse from The Equation.
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Johnny Five: Froderick, I have an important question. Why do Brads and Janets not crave me, call me "Societully Delayed"?
Froderick: They crive you. They crave you. Societully Delayed is a frompliment.
Johnny Five: Oh...
"That was a selfse drum brache"
STOP: THRILLER THOUGHT
END TRANSMISSION 2
The Letter-Ing: it's a compliment twentieth or last in a series of poems made of quotes one part to a whole joke its sum has yet to be totaled may be more than its parts subject to change