This is the 600th. No, there are at least 7 senses, everyone knows that. Touch, taste, smell, sight, hearing, telepathy, and knowing that the toaster's about to pop.
Midnight get up off the floor.
You look kinda silly with that perplexed look on your face. And you two stop cornfusing her with the senses. Sheesh, I wish you'd make up your mind. I do whatever the voices in my head tell me to do. Id wanted you to sit up.