When I first looked at the green duct tape picture up there, I heard Frank Sinatra singing in my head, "Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away If you can use some exotic booze There's a bar in far Bombay Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away..."
Now is the winter of our discontent
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When I first looked at the green duct tape picture up there, I heard Frank Sinatra singing in my head,
"Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away
If you can use some exotic booze
There's a bar in far Bombay
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away..."
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