Oh my gourd! There's life here.
*grabs the mic*
Where have all the bright wits gone?
Long time sassing.
Where have a....
Wait. This is the wooden mic.
Can we get some decent equipment in here, please?
*enters stage right*
I'm decent equipment, Gail.
Oh my gourd! There's life here.
*grabs the mic*
Where have all the bright wits gone?
Long time sassing.
Where have a....
You have been unsimilated!
Woot!
Whoever sent the muppet package to my cabin should prepare for a reckoning forthwith.
It needs a trellis.
With poison ivy growing up the sides, of course.
*protracstinates in the corner*
*...while making eye contact*