Irony jumps the tracks, careens down the embarkment, plows through a circus tent, runs over a mink farm, and slams into the river where it busts into flames, rolls over and explodes, raining down burning weasels and flaming clown shrapnel across the countryside.
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This is why you're the professional and the rest of us are merely shit-posters. You've raised the bar for us all and, for that, I salute you sir.... 😂