So you want to censor me? Sounds like you have a distorted sense of democracy.
Why would anyone have to serve at all?
Spare us the pun.
I was called to the principal’s office a lot; my parents knew the mileage.
It’s design for the ears, not eyes.
Once upon a time in the west.
The mailman cometh.
Oh I don’t know, I doubt the Earth is none to pleased with humans.