You know that feeling? It's not deja vu, you swear it's real, not a brainchem fork, you're sure you hear that thing but you heard something just like it some while ago. That's what it is, it's a throughline.
Pixies, fairies, elves. Now we know those high-pitched voices are not by natural design.
Things are looking up. Be a thing!
Free buffet they said, haha. Understand the scheme now. When the passengers are greener on the outside, they're not gonna rush the shrimp and lobster, they're lucky to want a slice of cheese pizza.
Don't wear your foil hat in the rain, you'll just have to dry it in the microwave.
A pleasure to serve, will try better protecting next year.
Somewhere between Glocca Morra and Tipperary there was the oddest village.
The root of all assholishness, even if Pearl Bailey claims she doesn't want the root, only a little of the fruit.
Only a coincidence. Honest.
Other animals only "doo" their business, monkeys are the only ones that have actual business. Nobody ever says "dolphin business".
Back to nature! Or else...
