As the groups failed to reach a consensus, in truly ironic fashion, the panel reached one - and probably an essential one of the day - to disqualify all three groups of 23 each. What one couldn't fathom was how yelling individuals with furrowed brows smoothly transitioned into crying, bawling babies, launching projectiles of tears with every octave of a scream.
And thus ended the Summer of 69, mother Irony simultaneously launching the winter of their first years...
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