He scrawled it on TP and sent it by carrier pidgeon...
God does exist. Our Universe is floating around in a foam, and it's universes all the way down to the beer. Eventually we will end up stuck to God's upper lip and then a giant tongue will sweep us into the abyss. What??? You don't like my model...
What?
The parks are full of bugs...
I agree. It's the publishers and the retailers that have been raping the readers and the writers forever. I'm self publishing on the internet. Let THEM eat cake...
Politics: A strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles. The conduct of public affairs for private advantage. -- Ambrose Bierce