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I'd like to say that Mr. Television, Milton Berle, is here tonight. He's always been my idol, but I was in a mental institution for several years.
It was a familiar sight. A large red-brick building sitting atop a
huge hill. Everyone thought that this building was haunted, so I
high-tailed it outta there to the nearest Starbucks for a double espresso and a new game plan. How could we
shave his eyebrow? He would have to
die.
