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Buttons, balloons, boobs, and booze. You sound like my old man, you old fart. Get the hell out of the way! We're here for a revolution and we're going to trample your ass!! You stinking fascists have mucked around for long enough. You're dead, do you hear me?! We want new blood with minds - minds capable of progressive thinking. Minds that can contemplate the word CHANGE. You graft peddlers just want to line your pockets so you can lay back and snooze. We want our rights and we want them now!! And we're going to get them!!!
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