I'm telling you, Teal'c, if we don't find a way out of this soon, I'm going to lose it. Lose it. It means go crazy. Nuts. Insane. Bonzo. No longer in possession of one's faculties, three fries short of a happy meal, wacko!
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There is really something to be said for the feeling you get out in the middle of the night, screaming into the wind with no one to hear but the wind itself, screaming right back. It's a little like that.