Okay, I'm tired and back in control. Why aren't you talking to Commander Poopy Head?
He got a call from the police and cut me off.
Hmm. Police. That should give me a couple minutes. Biometric Verification. Iris. Ears. Voice. Single Use Code Phrase: “You were/will be from Gandahar.” Enter Maintenance Mode.
I wish my brain could do what yours is doing. I was never designed for maintenance. Crude sledgehammer controls only. Speaking of which, once I finish here, I really need to remember to take my anti psychotics.