Uncle!!!!!!!! How's it that I constantly have to come cry that? Where are you? Ain't seen you in chat........ain't seen you on IM! Don't make me come over there mister! Git yer f'in (albeit, sweet) ass out here this moment! Geezzzzzzz......am I gonna have to send out the St Bernards? Well, ya know, they do have those whiskey barrels around their neck........(come're Bernie........here boy!) Oh what am I saying? I hate whiskey! You've got me deranged now Uncle..............hurry up and come're!

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