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From Achmed “Jingle Bombs”

I used to be a man, but every time I cough, thanks to Uncle Sam, my nuts keep falling off. My bombing days are done. I need to find some work. Perhaps it would be much safer as a convenient store night clerk. Oooh, jingle bombs, jingle bombs I think I got screwed. Don t laugh at me because I m dead or I ll kill you… I KILL YOUOUOU!