02-03-2016, 05:43 PM
I tried to peer through the glistening, heaving wall of saccharine, sex and baby jokes but all I could discern was our lobotomised hero (not anymore!) careening around like a yokel on a leash, gurning at his made-to-order, monstrous bride.
Where was the science, where was the philosophy? Where was the observance upon mankind? WHERE WAS SHELDON'S GENIUS?
So a pox on it.
Where was the science, where was the philosophy? Where was the observance upon mankind? WHERE WAS SHELDON'S GENIUS?
So a pox on it.
"WHERE THE HELL'S MY PARACHUTE?"