I can make out the image of a young boy, his brow furrowed in confusion, holding the hand of his father. "Who is that man, Daddy?" he asks as a hearse containing a bloated, lifeless body rolls by. "Who is that person they speak of?" The father will lower his head and say, "There, my son, go the remains of Glenn Edward Lee Beck, the most abominable lump of festering dog shit in the history of American broadcasting. May the likes of him never again tarnish our great country."
I can make out the image of a young boy, his brow furrowed in confusion, holding the hand of his father. "Who is that man, Daddy?" he asks as a hearse containing a bloated, lifeless body rolls by. "Who is that person they speak of?" The father will lower his head and say, "There, my son, go the remains of Glenn Edward Lee Beck, the most abominable lump of festering dog shit in the history of American broadcasting. May the likes of him never again tarnish our great country."
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