How did he do such fantastic stunts with such little feet
My mind is a raging torrent flooded with rivulets of thought cascading into a waterfall of creative alternatives
My mind is aglow with whirling transient nodes of thought careening through a cosmic vapor of invention
Now go do that voodoo that you do so well!
Shut up! you teutonic twat! I must think
Sir you have the seeds of greatness in you nurse them caress them pour water on them don't short change yourself sir
Taxi! drive me off this picture!
Too *******
Where's my froggie where's my froggie
You know nietzsche says out of chaos comes order
You said **** twice I like ****