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You gorgeous, ungrateful bastard.

Fuck this.

I quit.

I've had enough of your 'help-me-find-my-good-side' game anyway.



I quit.

Well...

You better hurry up and become one.



Or don't.

This slow, awkward demise makes for some semi-decent viewing.



For those who have REALLY found themselves lost for online entertainment.

(Personally, I go to //www.newgrounds.com when I find myself in that situation).

Ha Ha.

Suffer.


Shit head.



Either that or turn this into one of those shows where you break a new World Record or do something freaky during every episode.

People tune-in for that shit.




Are you double jointed?

Look, man.

Don't take it too hard.


You didn't really stand a chance anyway.

The way you've been bashing Mystic Wicks lately, you clearly wrote off a good portion of the viewing demographic.


Here.

Take a look at these charts...

Enrico Salazar had guests, first of all.

He also had grammar.



What's up Fred?

No.

I don't know anybody.



Your show will be named "Into the Night with LHX and No Friends".

What a loser.

Fred has sent you to your doom.

You are finished out here without Enrico Salazar.

I will catch it on film.

Sorry, shithead.


I ain't saying shit.

You are alone on this one.