Well fine, there was the time I got completely

Well fine, there was the time I got completely bombed off of watermelon tequila at the company picnic. You got me. If you want to bring up the old stuff, that's fine. But you still
want me. You know you do. You still need me. I'm your credibility, remember. The only reason the other guys at the office put up with you is because they know you are married to me
n At Work. He was right. Ever since I had married the entire band Men At Work, I had been taken very seriously by my co-workers. The only downside was
my ex, "Men without Hats." would always show up at the office. "Can't we safety dance like we used to?" My "Men At Work" (whom I am now married) challenged them. "It's a mistake!"
The war between the Men groups lasted nearly a century; its truce arose more from exhaustion than resolution. The tribes merged, naming themselves Hat-men Without Work. Nobody
thought is was safe nor cause for dancing but at least the vegemite ran freely once again. Meanwhile, out in the Big Country, the Midnight Oil was burning, the herd was churning up
The propaganda about the stock market being at all time highs. It was 1937 all over again. There were only memoirs to go by, as far as what actually happened was concerned. Creepy
the Clown could see the warning signs. He used his act under the Big Top to warn the public before it was too late. He wore oversized suits and orange makeup. What Creepy failed to
accomplish in dramatics-he KILLED in comedy. The crowd found his act hilarious! So they missed the Clown's warning & were unready for the attack on Big Top by killer suits & orange
jumpsuits. The audience screamed and tried to run, but the killers worked fast. He simply watched from the stage as his workers carried out the job for him.

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