Spitball Army

This iron-on patch fell into my possession through the mail, and was attached for some reason to a promotional campaign for a record album. I can’t remember which one.

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I am sometimes very conscious that I am following the path of a leader who dies when He was less than half as old as I am now. I see and feel things He never saw or felt. I know things He seems never to have known.

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Langford made a show of “humility” over this past weekend by spewing fire and brimstone about the city’s crime rate while wearing a burlap sack over his Nike-insignia’d sport shirt, under a large banner bearing his name.

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So, being a man of the times, I typed “blessings on your head” into my toolbar, and here is some text from one of the entries that came up:

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Brought to you by the Madonna of the Braids

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