Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh, dashing through the snow, on a pair of broken skis, o'er the hills we go, crashing into trees! The sow is turning red, I think I'm almost dead, I woke up in the hospital with stitches in my... oh, crap, are we rolling? Um, uh, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Oh, god, my agent is gonna kill me....
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