This made NO sense to me; so I put it in my hat, and what emerged was...
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That’s an interesting hat you have there. A hat worthy of being worn by Zarathud the Incorrigible (Offender of the Faith and Patron Saint of the Season of Bureaucracy.)
- if he had a head to put it on.
Did you by chance get it from a rhyming cat with a Discordian cypher?