Having heard some of Roger Penrose’s more recent ideas, I think there may indeed be room for cotton balls and packing peanuts in there. Well the cotton part at least.
Good Heavens. I wonder if Mssrs. Andrews and McMeel are aware of the terrible nature of the confession unfolding across the pages of their august publication ;)
Oooooh, waily, waily, the Tappin’ o’ the Feets. Next it’ll be the Foldin’ o’ the Arms and the pursin’ o’ the Lips!