It's not that I keep thinking of other things. Other things keep thinking me.
Madness string 489
And, as I am an honest puck, if we have unearned luck, now to 'scape the serpent's tongue, we will make amends ere long. Else, the puck a liar call. So, good night upon you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, and Robin shall restore amends.
30% of any group is a bunch of UFO believing wackos, but wackos who nonetheless have the same right to vote as normals.