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Happy 53 to Woody Harrelson today, who got me through the suffering of True Detective with some flapping remnants of sanity left to me - if it'd just been McConaughey's dopey cartoon drawl up in there I'd never have made it. Course maybe I should hold it against Woody - his being good kept me watching the damned show, when I should've quit it way before it meandered to its pointless conclusion. Aaaanyway I'm rooting for you and McBongo to split the vote at the Emmys to make sure that Bryan Cranston gets his rightful statue, Woody! Good luck!
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