[in a cabin in the mountains, Jim wakes up and bangs his head on the table he was sleeping under]
Alex Rieger: Jim, are you alright?
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: Yeah...uh ... who are you?
Alex Rieger: I'm Alex. We're friends, we work together.
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: What? are we, lumberjacks?
Alex Rieger: No, we're cabdrivers.
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: I bet we don't do much business up here!
holding neither sob nor sigh, In the golden olden glory of the days gone by.
The Obama face is the 'staring off in the distance gloriously' one, btw. I had so much fun oldening it up, I went on far longer than needed. (clickabiggen)
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