What better way to end tonight's eclectic mix of talent than with a little song and dance? We're all in luck with Our Fathers. We men seem to like to write plays with beer in them. Go figure.
And speaking of beer, I'ma grab one, grab a sandwich, and make myself handsome in anticipation of seeing y'all's beautiful, shining faces shortly. Am certifiably amped.
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