Let me fix it! Let me fix it!
Only slightly?
That's bullzits.
I should have listened to what that Lenin guy was saying. Then it'd be my beeswax as much as yours.
Frogs and monkeys seem to be falling from the sky.
I'd like one of your beeswax cards, if at all possible.
When you get an envelope with lipstick it shows that the person who sent it to you is really just a big mess.
It's a whole lot easier just to get yourself a personal force-field.
That's a novel way of removing crap.
And the solar system is like amateur theatre.
