I realized I would need help, so I went down to the local school for the mentally retarded, where I was able to hire cheap labor. In fact, they worked for tin foil, once I told them it was money… I looked at the mountain of lights that still needed batteries, surrounded by moaning retards, and wondered once again why I had started this hopeless mission.Ahahahahahahahahahaha! Oh, Sir John Hargrave, you are the King of Dot-Comedy!
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