mc5 - ... so help me God.

I'm sorry that I made such a hash of running the universe today.

I'm not.

I spend most weekends dressed as a forlorn tikka cheese and chutney sandwich at the back of the fridge in the local Spar.

Projoy's last statement would fit nicely into the lyrics of The Lonely Goat Herd and would scan if you left out the word 'trumpet'.

Actually, it wouldn't scan if the barcode was all scrunched up.