You do a perfect flip. Right off the roof.
I roll to find a pot of gold.
Who're you? ...Don't matter.
Want some rye? 'Course ya do!
Here's to us.
Who's like us?
and they're aaall dead.
*gushes unintelligibly over our cat, Sunshine*
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