And we , are no more than their least belch, sneeze, fart, or digestive sound. In fact, we are no more than the merest figment of the imaginations of their belches, sneezes, farts, and digestive sounds. Then she astral projected to Cuba and back, and pulled off several consecutive reincarnations, without even a change of clothes. Not even a lie. Whatever reality really is, lying is just a nostril hair by comparison with the duplicity of it all.
Duplicity is just a molecule of hydrogen sulfide when compared to what's really going on.
Sorry, but I have a seminar to go to now. The arrests may cost the men their shot at an AFC wildcard berth. Also found in the love nest, was Walt Disney's living brain, floating in a toilet tank and apparently sustained by a T3 connection to the sewage line directly below. They're just figments of my imagination. None of this really happened.