A hard dribble up the court only to glance at a soft spoken barber, makes things more weary than ought be. You see, in the land of irrelevant misgivings and conundrums, it only takes a sparkle of light to induce vomiting. Radio stations broadcasting between hills and beneath bridges consider taking steps to move into nuclear fallout shelters due to imposing wars. I'm here to make amends; this is a new era.
I can't dispute the logic of that.