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So there I was.......

... eating his poutine in the local Lafleur's diner...
 
.. drinking wine from a bottle in a paper bag, both from the local depanneur ...
 
...and topping it off with a Joe Louis for dessert, washed down with a Bras D'or for his after-dinner snifter...
 
.... along with Ritz crackers and Brylcreem. The great taste was enough to ...
 
.... but not the lime scent, that tickles his throat. So after sucking back all that ....
 
...in the next scene our hero, having awoken with the DT's  in an SQ drunk tank...
 
...finds himself subject of the amourous advances of the other clientele, mostly truckers and longshoremen.  They turned thier gaze upon La Milice.  Slowly, Col Trautman backed away from the counter, his hand slowly reaching....
 
......which he had shaped into a Chinese fighting star with a rusty.....
 
..pilfered from the VanDoos at Oka, when he was struck by an uncontrollable urge to....
 
...see if he could fire potatoes out of his M203 Grenade Launcher...
 
.... but all he could get was a cheap store brand knock off of cola because the CQ couldn't find the proper NSN so it caused the weapon to explode ...
 
...which, as a result, caused a Multi-Dimensional gateway to open up inside of the Major's vehicle...
 
.... Then, she looked at him and said "Mulder, it's me."  It was all starting to become clearer now.  This was the work of The Cancer Man, Mulder's true father.  Scully looked into the back of the van, at his pleading, shocked and now wizened eyes.  He, she, we, all of us were part of "The Plan".... 
 
... and even that subtle realization started to fade almost immediately, washed away by the bright light from above ....
 
...the steering wheel, which even to this date he has trouble seeing over top of...
 
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