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Some mornings I wake up and I have to cry a little. No, I'm not that sensitive or depressed or easily stubbing my toe. I'm pained by the fact that Sacha Baron Cohen is the most incredible genius in the universe and I'm not, yet... Capital B. Right parenthesis.       Oh, wait wait wait, where is your proof Senor Hudin? Proof? You want proof? Okay, fine, here's a bit of Borat at Cannes. If you don't twist your intestines laughing at that, then don't ever talk to me. You aren't cool enough for me, my site, or the world. Enjoy your Creed with a Whopper and a Chevy.