Sun 27 Sep, 2015 03:18 am
Look, i don't have thirty or forty years to screw around gazing at my navel . . . isn't there a pill i could take, or something like that?
Listen 13 times to "Sugar, sugar", say "Ole Kreih" to ehBeth (if you get the chance, say "Smeerbüdel" afterwards) ...
OK, Walter . . . why did she hit me?
That's real transcendental medication now!
Why would anyone want to transcend their medication? That's the root of half the world's problems right there.