Keep your politics to yourself, said Max.

I was riding high on Cindy's tits.

Man, if you wanted me to Ali Baba, I'd have agreed.

'People are after you.'

I knew that my VOIP phone calls were being monitored.

'Now don't get technical on me,' said Max, who said he was fucking with me.

Cindy's tits were heaving away, bound for Antarctica.

'Wrong song,' said Max.

What's up, Max.

'Enough fun and games,' he said, 'Langley needs you to be very vigilant.'

What do you mean?

'The blacks want to destroy everything we have built.'

'Well send the fuckers back.'

'Not that easy.'

'Well send back the fucking liberals too, start a Bill Gates commune in Africa.'

'That's why Langely adores you,' said Max, who suggested we take a trip through that worm hole that would take us to San Francisco.

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