Nothing to do
Why yes! Thanks for noticing. As an interesting side note, as a head without a body, I envy the dead. Whoa a real live robot; or is that some kind of cheesy New Year’s costume? Michelle, I don’t regret this, but I both rue and lament it.
Say what? Please, Don-Bot… look into your hard drive, and open your mercy file! Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, “Straighten your pope hat.” And “Put on your good vestments.” I suppose I could part with ‘one’ and still be feared…
Who am I making this out to? Goodbye, friends. I never thought I’d die like this. But I always really hoped. I love this planet! I’ve got wealth, fame, and access to the depths of sleaze that those things bring.
We need rest. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is spongy and bruised. I’m a thing. Shinier than yours, meatbag. How much did you make me?
I’m just glad my fat, ugly mama isn’t alive to see this day. Wow! A superpowers drug you can just rub onto your skin? You’d think it would be something you’d have to freebase. I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians.
No, just a regular mistake. No, just a regular mistake. I don’t ‘need’ to drink. I can quit anytime I want! Yeah, and if you were the pope they’d be all, “Straighten your pope hat.” And “Put on your good vestments.”