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Yes, today we celebrate the birth of the brother my mother never told us about. In honor of the occasion, Chucko would like to sing a little song.
But who is CTK? The REAL CTK?
Yahoo tells me he appeared in a Hollywood film.
Google tells me he looks like this:
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or this:
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or possibly this:
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But really, can we expect mere film, be it a Hollywood production or a simple photograph, to truly capture the magic of CTK? No, people, no.
CTK must be experienced for yourself.
Happy birthday, you soulless government wastoid, you.