To remind you who you're dealing with:
the allusive is my everything
(oh lovely self-slogan, all I need and a t-shirt too)
the illusive makes me sick
(show 'em or go home, gods; this ain't dice)
and the elusive lifts me up
(mind is the first floor, no buttons needed)
So remember: They're not puns,
They're pulled punches.
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