I respect and admire Harold Zoid

Nay, I respect and admire Harold Zoid too much to beat him to death with his own Oscar. Eeeee! Now say “nuclear wessels”! This is the worst kind of discrimination: the kind against me! There, now he’s trapped in a book I wrote: a crummy world of plot holes and spelling errors!

I didn’t ask for a completely reasonable excuse! I asked you to get busy! Anyone who laughs is a communist! I haven’t felt much of anything since my guinea pig died. The key to victory is discipline, and that means a well made bed. You will practice until you can make your bed in your sleep. That could be ‘my’ beautiful soul sitting naked on a couch. If I could just learn to play this stupid thing. Why would a robot need to drink? We’ll go deliver this crate like professionals, and then we’ll go home.