Lucky you.
That would be Six eyes, and don’t get me started on noses.
So that is what fan loyalty gets me. Harrumph.
Went right over his head.
And kick me in the ankles. That is the worst.
Fond high school memories.
Hope and faith in being useful again.
Says the polar bear in the dark.
A high-falutin’ nonsequitor.
The better to produce long boogers.
Lucky you.