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Pic of the Day: “You think I’m a fraud, don’t you?” “Fraud is a bit too strong of a word.” “But you don’t believe in me.” “I believe that Christmas is for children.” “Well your daughter doesn’t believe in me, either.” “I don’t think that there’s any harm in not believing in a figure that many do acknowledge to be a fiction.” “Oh, but there is. I’m not just a whimsical figure who wears a charming suit and affects a jolly demeanor. You know, I I I’m a symbol. I’m a symbol of the human ability to be able to suppress the selfish and hateful tendencies that rule the major part of our lives. If you can’t believe, if you can’t accept anything on faith, then you’re doomed for a life dominated by doubt.” (30th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: ♫ “Down to the village with a broomstick in his hand / Runnin’ here and there, all around the square / Sayin’, ‘Catch me if you can’ / He led them down the streets of town / Right to the traffic cop / He only paused a moment / When he heard him holler, ‘Stop’ / Because ol’ Frosty, the snowman, he had to hurry on his way / But he waved goodbye sayin’, ‘Don’t you cry / I’ll be back again some day, I’ll be back again some day / I’ll be back again some day'” ♫ (55th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “The music soars, and there, totally oblivious of the fireworks, the fountains, and the holiday mad throngs, they fall happily and tenderly into each other’s arms. Two enormous, highly paid heads come together for that ultimately inevitable moment, the final, earth-moving, studio rent-paying, theater-filling, popcorn-selling kiss.” (60th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: ♫ “Jim West, desperado / Rough rider, no you don’t want nada / None of this, six-gunnin’ this, brother runnin’ this / Buffalo soldier, look, it’s like I told ya / Any damsel that’s in distress / Be outta that dress when she meet Jim West / Rough neck so go check the law and abide / Watch your step or flex and get a hole in your side / Swallow your pride, don’t let your lip react / You don’t wanna see my hand where my hip be at / With Artemus, from the start of this, runnin’ the game / James West, tamin’ the West, so remember the name / Now who ya gonna call? / Not the GB’s / Now who you gonna call? / J Dub and A.G / If you ever riff with either one of us / Break out, before you get bum-rushed, at the / Wild wild west / When I roll into the / Wild wild west / When I stroll into the / Wild wild west / When I bounce into the / Wild wild west / We’re goin’ straight to the wild wild west / We’re goin’ straight to the wild wild west / Wild wild west.” ♫ (25th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “After four months of investigation, followed by nine weeks of hearings, it is the conclusion of this committee that Senator Carroll was assassinated by Thomas Richard Linder. It is our further conclusion that he acted entirely alone, motivated by a misguided sense of patriotism and a psychotic desire for public recognition. The committee wishes to emphasize that there is no evidence of any wider conspiracy. No evidence whatsoever.” (50th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Bing would keep guys on the roster that had no business being there. He would keep a thirty-man roster or something. That’s fucking nuts, for a Class A baseball team with no funding. What’s he doing, keeping thirty guys on a roster? What he did was, he personalized the game in a way to where if you couldn’t find yourself as a fan in one of those players, you didn’t belong at the ballpark. There was somebody there for everyone. Bing knew he was giving the town of Portland a show, and he was going to give them the best show he could.” (10th Anniversary)
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