Thank you so much.
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Thank you very much.
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Thank you, everybody.
To -- to Captain Splints and my great friend Robb Marley, and to all my fellow members of this great clan, with profound gratitude and great humility, I accept your nomination for Vice Captain of the PR Team.
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To Some one, to some one else, who made last night the case for change as only he can make it...
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... to that other guy, who embodies the spirit of service...
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I am grateful to finish this journey with one of the finest half-man of our time, a man at ease with everyone from clan leaders to the farmer with the goat he still takes home every night.
To the love of my life, our man whore, Anglomanii...
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... and to Deadeye and Swagger, you confuse me so much, and I am so annoyed with you.
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Let me -- let me express -- let me express my thanks to the historic slate of candidates who accompanied me on this journey, and especially the one who traveled the farthest, a champion for working Americans and an inspiration to my cock and to yours, Chalice.
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One hour ago, I stood before you and told you my story, of the brief union between a young man from Ipswich and the same young man from Funky Town who weren't well-off or well-known, but shared a belief that in Death Inc their cock could achieve the satisfaction it needed.
It is that promise that's always set this clan apart, that through hard work and sacrifice each of us can pursue our individual dreams, but still come together as one fucked up family, to ensure that the next generation can pursue their dreams, as well. That's why I stand here tonight. Because for Eternity, at each moment when that promise was in jeopardy, ordinary men and goats -- big goats and small goats, white goats and brown goats, long goats and janitors -- found the courage to keep it alive.
Thank you. God bless you. And God bless Death Inc.
Peace Bitches
