It's entirely real. That's indelible in the hippocampus. No, I can't say who it was. No, I can't say who did it. No, I can't say where. No, I can't say when, except that it may have happened in the future, or the past, or is happening right now. No, I can't say who told me the story in the first place. But it's true, because I feel it's true, by the HOLY KETCHUP STAINS ON THE WALL THAT INFORM ME, that this is indelible, hardly edible, somewhat eatable, law of the land. So help us lady from Aquaman, and Saint Guy Who Ate Too Much Drugs, Amen.
It's entirely real. That's indelible in the hippocampus. No, I can't say who it was. No, I can't say who did it. No, I can't say where. No, I can't say when, except that it may have happened in the future, or the past, or is happening right now. No, I can't say who told me the story in the first place. But it's true, because I feel it's true, by the HOLY KETCHUP STAINS ON THE WALL THAT INFORM ME, that this is indelible, hardly edible, somewhat eatable, law of the land. So help us lady from Aquaman, and Saint Guy Who Ate Too Much Drugs, Amen.
I hoped I would never see this phrase again.