Restez calme si tu peux- moi, je ne peux rien faire correctement

Can I plead temporary insanity?
I guess that doesn't really work in situations like these.

What a wonderful phantasmagorical show we put on last night, ladies and gents. No need to note that we didn't really have a dress rehearsal. Since when does any Aberhart musical need one of those? Not when we have women in love with men who secretly like to dress like women, twins with matching shirts, too many bangles to count, and creepy rapists in potato sacks. I'm telling you, who needs 'em?

It's cold.

I have a feeling my friend the dodo bird would not enjoy it here, either. Too bad we'll never know.

Do you remember
A cold night close to the end