And a check for $13.8 million. Your tax dollars to help Marshall University build a baseball stadium. Now you learn most of that cash. The state received to fight COVID. And getting Congress to cut spending, getting harder these days. The only thing that we've been trimming are our resumes. We sent out money for pandemic hell, but don't hesitate to go spoil yourself. It's your municipal golf course in need of a spritz. Do you want a stadium? Do you not exist? Can you not even afford to put air in your balls? Pick up the phone and put an account to Uncle Sugar. Sugar. Sugar sending cash to the entire nation. Uncle Sugar. Sugar. Sugar sending the tab to the next generation. The whole is right in the world. When you're reading the blotter and CTA Kennedy's institute is underwater. I mean, sure this cash was for less people dead. But at least we finally found a way to pay a debt. How could you know when you borrowed for that fancy degree? The gender studies companies would not be hiring. You signed your name and said you'd pay them one way or another. Don't they know your dad's creepy brothers Uncle Sugar. Sugar. Sugar sending cash to the entire nation. Uncle Sugar. Sugar. Sugar sending the tab to the next generation. What's the greatest civilization the world has ever seen? Though not everything they did was done impeccably. Every few decades their dollars cut in half. From the looks of this, they also worship golden cash. And when a pandemic came and times got hard, they gave cash to first responders of mis-parked cars, voted themselves money, borrowed abroad. How did it end with thunderous applause for Uncle Sugar? Sugar. Sugar sending the cash to the entire nation. Uncle Sugar. Sugar finally ran out of next generation. Sugar.