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Which would be at least thirty-seven miles back the way you came.
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You could unshackle yourselves...
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take that rifle, put a bullet in his head,
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bury the two of them deep,
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and then make your way
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to a more enlightened area of this country.
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The choice is yours.
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Oh, and on the off chance
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there are any astronomy aficionados amongst you,
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the North Star is that one.
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Tata.
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Now wait a minute fellas, let's talk about this.