Arthur, is that you? Eyes failing, Chicken soup only chance for survival.
There's only one thing left to do, wear this super cold down with many hours of daytime television.
I don't mind a little science, but no one mocks around with The Ticks modeling membranes.
I don't know the meaning of the word surrender. I mean I know it, Im not dumb, just not in this context.
Once again we've blasted the nasal passages of the city clean of the cloning mucus of evil. Now we can all breathe clean and easy and smell the lilacs in bloom. Hello aroma!!