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Gentlemen, raise your glasses!
I threw up not quite on the General but close enough to splatter his shoes. I had just been released from hospital for an awards ceremony and they had shot me full of Demerol and Benzedrine. Let me tell you I was feeling pretty darned good! I was warned to only speak in single word sentences and to NOT drink the whiskey but I couldn't hardly refuse to toast the General now could I? I not sure if it was the second or third (fourth?) whiskey that did me in. Oh well, I got promoted anyway. 
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Reddite igitur quae sunt Caesaris Caesari et quae sunt Dei Deo
(Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar's and unto God the things which are God's)
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