Dotard Wrote:After me comedic crown are ye?
Why bother? I know I would never defeat the competition... how could an eccentric human girl ever compete with God?

I might as well stick with doing what I'm best at: bringing people's palms to their faces with alarming regularity

Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day