He's right there.
Can't possibly miss him.
Blind man could spot him on a moonless night.
He's. Right. There.
Behold, a Tip Jar!
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To date, this is how the very few interactions I've had with Never Trumpers have gone, because I want to talk about the Befor...
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“This maybe the year when we finally come face to face with ourselves; finally just lay back and say it—that we are really j...
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"STRONG BAD: Um, no, he's behind the box. {turns around and points to The Cheat} No, uh, he's not even behind the box, he's barely obscured by the box. {turns around and looks downwards; his hands becomes fists and he looks back up} Look, The Cheat is behind the freaking box!!
{Kids stop talking and the music soundtrack screeches to a halt accompanied by a record scratch. The Cheat jumps slightly. Strong Bad breathes heavily, then suddenly jumps to a position much closer to the viewer, and starts waving his arms}
STRONG BAD: {screaming} HE'S BEHIND THE BOX! {slides down, then gets even closer} I'LL KILL YA!! I'LL KILL ALL YOUR DOGS!!"
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