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Excuse me, Mr. Tyrant? Could you speak up? Some of us in the back can't hear you.
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I used to be a 98-pound conspiracy weakling, but thanks to the steroids I got at a French music festival, I'm now a Conspiracy Buff!
Posssssttttttssssss of braaaaaiiiiinnnnssss pleaaaasssseee…
You done with those braaaaains? Asking for a friend.
It's, like, *way* important to wash your brains. I do it right when I get home from the store. Scrub that kuru and whatnot right out of all the little crevasses while singing a happy song: ♫This is the way we wash our brains
Wait, I meant to say 'produce'. Not brains. What kind of person eats brains? Certainly not a totally not zombie person. Produce. Wash produce.
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