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"By hatchet heads and hammer handles and the howling harlots of Hell, you are the most incompetent IDIOT I have ever encountered, sir! You are LOWER THAN A SNAKE'S CUNT, sir! If my dog had a face like yours, sir, hanged if I wouldn't shave his ARSE and teach him to walk backwards!!!"
- General Washington as reported by Private James Moon of A Company, while his quarter of the story No Waters in Cherry Valley by the Testicles interacts with an electronic program and Sigismundo meditates in the woods of Ohio.
Oh, my stomach! My stomach!
...shit...my essay...right...