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I remember the 1990's.

My workers thought I was a serious old guy who couldn't handle his liquor.

Little did they know I was raised by wolves in the far North, and breast fed on scotch whiskey as a child.

5 am rolls around and they are all passed out on the floor. I'm just opening another bottle.

There's no substance to the children these days.