So, where was I on 2017,18, and 19?
Picketing clam diggers.
And then going into isolation cuz I was exposed to clam diggers.
Fortunately, my stomach didn't cave in.
Unlike GI Joe.
Whose stomachs caved in.
From bad clams.
When will people learn?
When.
Will people.
Learn?
Anyway, I was gonna let this one go by, but it's the tenth one, and it's the apocalypse, and I might never get to do another one, so fuck it, I'm fucking doing this one.
Yo, Joe!!!
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