I don’t go to parties much. Some people might think it’s because I don’t get invited. They would be mostly right, but even if I did get invited, I wouldn’t go. Why? Because this sort of thing is always happening at parties. Naked women wielding fashion accessories as weapons, stealing police cars, then getting shot. Not MY idea of a good time. No sir. But if you ignore my advice, and are having a party, don’t forget your old friend Fishy. Please?
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