now you're talkin in riddles that my californication-seasoned mind cannot deal with sans google, and i ain't cheatin!

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'an' then, an' then I said 'Whacha?! Tis' the right H..hhedhhog song, you buggers down h're messed all vverses uhup. Orr, down. Guaardrrghhh" Mind you, this after one sip of that fine brandy is like being soddin' Marcel Proust'

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thank you ever so much for doing all the cheating in my stead, and good night to you too.

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