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RIP

Just got our invites to Monte’s first bunga-bunga party.

Whenever we ran out of coke and everyone would get all cranky, the mellowest dude who never complained was always our homie, Andy Rooney.

We should get the Koch Brothers to host the Illuminati meetings every month, this champagne is amazing.

Perry was like, “Where’s your costume, Herman?” and Cain was like, “I came as your hunting camp, Rick.”

Our pop-up cigar bar at Occupy Wall Street is not going over as well as we’d hoped.

The sushi in the VIP section of Occupy Wall Street is actually pretty good.

It’s been a long time since we’ve met an azn chick who spells it the long way.

Doing crunches with Matt Damon.

We’ll still be the aristocracy after we use this time machine, right?