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[ Duke Narrating ]
Ahh. Devil ether.
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It makes you behave like the village
drunkard in some early Irish novel.
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Total loss of all
basic motor skills.
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Blurred vision,
no balance, numb tongue.
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The mind recoils in horror...
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unable to communicate
with the spinal column...
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which is interesting because
you can actually watch yourself
behaving in this terrible way...
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but you can't control it.
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~ [ Continues, Distorted ]
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You approach the turnstiles
and know that when you get there...
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you have to give the man two dollars
or he won't let you inside...
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but when you get there
everything goes wrong.
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Some angry Rotarian shoves you and
you think, "What's happening here ?"
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-You hear yourself mumbling:
-Dogs fucked the Pope. No fault of mine.
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~ [ Continues, Distorted ]
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Ether is the perfect drug
for Las Vegas.
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In this town they love a drunk.
Fresh meat.
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- Come on, buddy. Come on.
- Holy--
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So they put us through the turnstiles
and turned us loose inside.
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- ~ [ Drum roll ]
- [ Announcer ] Ladies and gentlemen...
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boys and girls...
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- visitors of all ages...
- ~ [ Cymbal Crash ]
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- ~ [ Circus ]
- the Bazooko Casino Circus
proudly presents...
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the Flying Fellinis !
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[ Together ]
Ooooh-whoop !
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~ [ Continues ]
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Oh, my God !
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Whoop !
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[ Inhales ]