I just can't help it....
Tinctures of madness cannot even begin to approach:
Ending Evil with the Power of Stupid
Before the power of the Medium Lobster, I am helpless - transcending Space and Time, what recourse have we, locked in material Space (e.g., my room, my sock drawer) and Time (e.g., the readings of my clock/wrist timepiece/nuclear tick-tock)? Nil, nil, nil!
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