And a question: How come nobody just SINGS the damn NATIONAL ANTHEM any more? It ain't gotta be all bullshit blue-eyed soulsy, okay? Just SING the damn ANTHEM. It's a BRITISH DRINKING SONG. You're not going to make it any less wierd by making every damn line into a trillfest.
And Christina, young lady, I don't want you coming out of your room until you've washed all that paint off your face.
Get off of my lawn.