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this post was submitted on 22 Jul 2025
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"Where's my wife and family? What if I die here? Who'll be my role model? Now that my role model is gone, gone", panicked Simon.
He ducked back down the alley.
"Hallelujah", said Chevy the bodyguard.
Simon crawls up the side of the building and back into the apartment. "Cattle in the marketplace! I see angels in the architecture!! Will you call me Betty?"
Chevy sets down his bong on the glass coffee table and goes over to calm his dear friend Simon. He hands him his favorite instrument and begins singing a familiar lullaby. "Na. Nanana na na, Na nanana na..."