It is hard for me to pick a favorite part of the six minutes I spent watching those things. The whining Luke, the drive-by death star, the president of Marshall on nitrous. But I think it has to be when Byrd says to the crowd - just when they're in his hands and the audio is fading - to get their pocket books out.
Now that's how you outlast three hundred senators.
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It is hard for me to pick a favorite part of the six minutes I spent watching those things. The whining Luke, the drive-by death star, the president of Marshall on nitrous. But I think it has to be when Byrd says to the crowd - just when they're in his hands and the audio is fading - to get their pocket books out.
Now that's how you outlast three hundred senators.
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