So Sad, too bad.
But, no regerts.
So, no. Not sorry.
Nope. No sire, not us, either.
Not us, either. Well, maybe us. We did lose our jobs, after all.
Maybe me. Just a little. I mean, I did support him and all that stuff.
Not us, baby. No way! No sorrow, no regerts. Not sorry in the least!
Baaahhhh, baaahhhh.
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