By David Berger
So after I tried figuring it out.
So I missed my taxi because I let some old guy have it.
So I caught the next one.
So the taxi I missed was t-boned.
So the guy who got it instead of me was CIA.
So he was on his cellphone with the CIA Director.
So the Director heard a crash.
So he figured it was another 9/11.
So he called the President.
So the President was watching a TV show about the northern border.
So the President invaded Canada.
So maybe I should’ve taken the cab in the first place.
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