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S2E7: A Head in the Polls

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I remember my body. Flabby, pasty-skinned, riddled with phlebitis. A good Republican body. God, I loved it. I hear that. I spent most of my teen years loving my body. Course, it was tough love-- Fry, he opened up relations with China. He doesn't want to hear about your ding-dong.