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Today, my sycophantic yes-men and women, there is much rejoicing! Why? Because in more or less the words of Gene Autry:

I’m back in Seattle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again

Ridin’ the range once more
Totin’ my old 450 Mhz
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in Seattle again

Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin’ to and fro
Back in Seattle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in Seattle again

I’m back in Seattle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again

Ridin’ the range once more
Totin’ my old 450 Mhz
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in Seattle again

Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin’ to and fro
Back in Seattle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in Seattle again

Today, my cringing Shea-bots, you must learn these words and sing them to your family at dinner as you gather for your evening ration of thin, watery gruel! Then, raise a glass to me and celebrate my return to the Dark Tower!

That is all!