"No, I mean. Like. Okay, no. It's pretty fucking stupid. Forget I said anything."
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"Okay, numba one. Keep dat Trilby shithead outta hea. Two. Acquire as much recreational marijuana as possible. Three, acquire one copy of Coolio's 'Gangsta's Paradies'."
"I one of the three can be easily done, if you know what I mean." I try to nudge the president, but phaze through him. "I have a copy of Gangsta's Paradise."
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