"I'm having a hard time working at the gumball jaw breaker factory. I'm tired of the **** at the manure-bagging plant too. Over the moon, under the gun, over the top, underneath the sink...manor, man or, manure, man *****, manner...Doctor Wayne, my emotional pain kills my job-hunting prospects, you fat, bald, stinking charlatan!"**

   "Very good, Timmy," Doctor Wayne said. "I gotta take a dump." And he did and it was like a million plumbers died for nothing.
    And, "It's 10 minutes old, which is ten times longer than my attention span. The Australia part isn't for you it's for a different beautiful speed boat girl living a quokka-free life on the beach. You wouldn't like her as she sleeps through Florida daytimes."
   "What's that mean? Do you know?"
   "I don't know what it means."