I read this today in the New York Times' front section:
"The peepeedee of the bumbum YuckyMen fartbrain is loodeedum. Leepie dum shoobydoo cuckabum. But in all fairness, we should say that hoodiedoo neepietime loobiefart. Me journalist."
Your role in my play is assured. Come on up on stage... However shall I make you look ridiculous?... Shall I defecate into your souls? Or will you redeem yourselves first?
You have two days to make your decision. Or I will destroy you...for tactical purposes. Nothing personal.