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During the Balloon Drop

Jon’s here, an academy award winner. A terrific guy. These people are all like-minded, like all of us. They are all like towels, willing to absorb. They are like trampolines, ready to react against force as a force. They are like the hamster’s road to heaven, knowing gerbils get there first in the spinning cylinder.

This is Clint Eastwood speaking. I have been inside coloured rooms with spayed cats and pieces of onion in sandwiches made by experts. I have been in closed rooms, where chairs exist. I have seen bathrooms in which water is natural. I have half a pencil in my pocket.

Friends, I am friend. I speak with a capital letter at the beginning of every sentence. I include vowels in words. I look like a clock. I am Eastwood, exactly referred to sometimes. If you cannot whoop now, wishy washy mix of cleaning agents. Period. I will not go off the map, thanking the set designer, and frame by frame.

Jon’s here, an academy award winner. A terrific guy. These people are all like-minded, like all of us. I was watching that night when he was having that thing. I found out that there is 23 million unemployed people in this country.

(APPLAUSE).

In back, due soon, the next vest. This is Clint Eastwood speaking. Doors even out in the long run. You did finally overrule that finally. I give that to you, convention.

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