"Listen up, you dubby moodges! You're sitting there in front of
your Interfacing Exactinet, thinking, 'God, what a Greenific
Amphibolosity!' Well, if you could see how you look from my
perspective, you would open another bottle of Flickinger's
Froggywoggy, start excogitating the Watermelancholy
of Anamatotomy, and then fut the shuck up!"