If I were a superhero my powers would be the Ray of Bitterness and the Ego Crush. As it is, I'm just a ticked-off, razor-tongued, pot-smokin', crew cut, neo-hippie -- flingin' poo right back at the Flying Monkeys and shootin' spitballs at the Global Village Idiot.
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