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Defective Yeti's Matthew Baldwin has a bwilliant Matrix parody starring everyone's favorite presidential chimp (except "Bonzo"):
TRINITY: Please. Just listen. I know why you’re here, Geo. I know why you left your family and your friends, why you left your home to come to this city.
There is a HYPNOTIC quality to her voice. BUSH’s eyelids begin to droop as she speaks.
TRINITY: You’re looking for an answer. It’s the question that drives us, Geo. It’s the question that brought you here. You know the question just as I did.
BUSH: What – is – the thingie.
TRINITY: The Matrix.
BUSH snaps awake.
BUSH: Oh. I was thinking of the other thingie. The sandwich.

Just how cunning is Matthew? He foresaw this.

One, last, non-yeti Matrix bit:
7) Bane: MIS-ter AN-derson, still dumb as a bag of hammers, I see.

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