Well, ain't this just a kick in the pants.
The Confidence Man is more and more of the opinion that Kreepy Unka Dick is currently being fitted for an ice floe of his very own ...
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Farewell, my friends, I'm bound for Canaan
I'm trav'ling through the wilderness;
Your company has been delightful
You, who doth leave my mind distressed.
I go away, behind to leave you
Perhaps never to meet again
But if we never have the pleasure
I hope we'll meet on Canaan's land.
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