<![CDATA[You want some major low-attention-span theater? Do what I'm doing right now, which is sit and listen to Holly play the Oregon Trail game on Facebook.

“Dang.”

“Maybe if I had rested more.”

“Wait it started… how do I shoot?”

“Hmm. Explosive diarrhea.”

“Jackie’s dead? Oh, that’s horrendous.”

“How can I make some money here?”

“Fording.”

I cannot imagine a more random series of inane non-sequiturs.

My wife, ladies and gentlemen. ]]>

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