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As we speak I've got half-a-bottle of bourbon, three bottles of beer, assorted bottles of wine and the remainder of a bottle of Cointreau my visiting cousin used to teach elder feral son Uday how to make margaritas with last Fourth of July. Were I so inclined I could go guzzle them all and then start playing with guns (assuming I owned one). That I don't (do that) is probably for the same remarkable reason that I possess hands and appropriate plumbing yet have somehow resisted the urge to strangle and rape all these years.
What you do with what you've got is what matters.
I wonder what LaPierre and Cox will say.
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