OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!.........I can't pee anymore! If I do I just know I will be hospitalized!

It's so amazing that you have a time machine and can retrieve all these new fangled, fancy, machinery thingy's, db! And, WHEW! TY for remembering Poppa could only count to three.......after that farm accident cut off his thumb and index finger on his right hand and his entire left hand as well! (OMG........Pee break!)

What a big....."backhoe" ya have! (Imagining you saying..."The better to pluck you with my dear!")

Hey db...nice tunage! What is that confounded thing that plays thy harp so well? And does it make toast?....I am starving! Not to mention I am.....multi-dimensional....flipping from Fairy Tales to Classical Bolero!

OK.......I have another........(ain't I just a pain in the chastity belt?)

Oh woe is me...........Waaaaaaaaa! Here I hang all the way up in this Giant Redwood in my cradle! I have been here so long I have developed breasts! I wonder if a big strong Pixie type (arborist) is ever gonna come along and get me outta this tree top! These hurricane winds are getting on my nerves and the birds have made so many nests from my basket-like cradle.......I am gonna fall in a week or so since I know this limb I am on is weakening. That's if I keep getting fed these plump worms! Oh my.....I need another hero!

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Minds are like parachutes. They only work when they are open.

~Thomas Dewar~