Time.
I will find you and I will make you mailable. I will make you so flexible Gumby is put to shame, Mr. Stretch is no match, and even silly putty will be no combatant. Time, I will find you and I will have my way with you.
Intermission:
There was a woman on the boat today who strongly resembled Art Garfunkel. Yes. A Woman. Art Garfunkel. To which, in my sleep deprived-covered-in-fish-grease-pissed-off-at-proletariat-laboring-manliness said
"GARFUNKELING!"
The woman stared back at me. My co-worker dropped limes all over the floor holding his laugh in so much.
I went downstairs & washed some pans.
Reference,
Garfunkeling
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