Octebruary is my favorite month.
Ok, then you’re only $1,999,999,998 in debt.
She can arrest me any time.
Good. I could use a house.
I’m running around like a chicken with its legs cut off.
Surprise. Fear and surprise. And ruthless efficiency.
I may have some bad news for you.
Scotch and chocolate.
All cops are bears
Build a wall?
Who says it can’t? I don’t accept your premise.
Here we are! Born to be cows! We are the bovines of the Universe!
(Born to eat grass? Moo-niverse?)
But it’s kind of a terrible one, because it uses gravity to explain gravity.
And here I am assuming it had something to do with Mary Poppins.