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Syracuse Man is robbing you of the will to live

There is nothing about Syracuse Man to like, but it's his eyes that reach into your soul and turn your joie de vivre into a festering mass of decay and filth. You cannot look away from Syracuse Man, and you will never, ever be the same.


Gaze upon my wig and tremble, puny human!
(HT to TV Tan Lines)