I can remember the amusing comment I was going to post here earlier. I don't think it was about IDS.

I discovered America. It happened quite by accident when I was searching the freezer for ice cream.

Mericas come in packs of twenty from you local corner shop. Buy a merica today!

I smoked a Merica once, but I don't remember how it tasted.

A Merica (vintage 2001-present) does not have a taste akin to a pile of cowsh*t.

Amazingly, cowsh*t tastes rather like strawberries.

I wouldn't know, but I'll defer to those who do.

The word 'defecate' is one which should never, ever, be used in print.

"Print" is a word that should never be spoken.

'Print' is a basic function that all computers master first time, and never have any problem with.

Sports commentators go to special schools where they are taught how to form metaphors.

I am not going to post the sentence "I've never metaphor I didn't like".

... as the mathematician said to the slide rule.

I know exactly what I am going to demo in ninety minutes, so I'll just spend a few minutes in here so I am a bit more relaxed.

I meant to do that.

When I interned at the White House, Hillary Clinton and I spent many careless Sunday afternoons sitting lotus style on the bed in the Lincoln room, playing gin rummy, smoking cigars, and eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

In Australia 'peanut butter' is synonymous with 'Vegemite^TM' and tastes exactly the same.

The Japanese parliament consists entirely of little robot dogs.