France.
Where the hell is my new page I ordered it weeks ago.
Phew, that's a relief. I'd hate for questions marks to disease me with their pursuit of knowledge.
Don't worry, they aren't actually touching you.
I will consider your advice carefully. There are question marks on my head aagh get them off!
Don't you mean goldmail black?
Everybody tells their secrets to me. My head is blackmail gold.
OK!
I have a secret, but since it's a secret, I'm not going to tell you my secret... since it's a secret. So if I told you my secret, it would no longer be a secret, and thus I can't tell you my secret, since it's a secret. And the secret is that I've got a secret, that I won't tell you since it's a secret and if I told you the secret, it would no longer be a secret. Ops! I told you my secret! I told you that my secret was a secret that I'm not going to tell you since it's a secret and if I told you, it would no longer be a secret. And since I told you my secret was a secret that's secret, it's no longer a secret, since you now know that my secret was a secret that I can't tell you since it's a secret and if I told you it would no longer be a secret... since it's a secret.
Grace Jones is WAY down there below (me).