Oh I see.
When it's one of MY schemes, you can't foil it fast enough.
But when Cecil tries to kill you, it's hopeless...utterly utterly hopeless...
It was a hopeless situation as an enemy to the Town was laid to rest today.
A message from the Town to the newly deceased.
I shall send you to Heaven before I send you to Hell. and a 1 and a 2 and
We sail the ocean blue, and our saucy ship's a beauty. We are sober men and true, and attentive to our duty...
I'm called Little Buttercup, poor Little Buttercup, thugh I could never tell why...
"What never?" "No never." "What never?" "Hardly ever!"
"he's hardly ever sick at sea..."
... For he himself has said it, and it's clearly to his credit, that he is an Englishman. He remai-hains ah-han Eh-heh-heh-heh-heh-hengLISHman!
CLIFFHANGER IS DEAD
SHE WAS SIDESHOW BOB
...I still hope they make that shampoo I like.
