hot ginger and dynamite!

maybe it's like when Wooster still trusted Barmy's "tobaccy wicky wacky woo" music taste.

Yes! the milkshake, pagoda, soda, bananananananana indeeed! 
Flight of Ideas? maybe. It does sound like that, doesn't it? Even I confused myself how to put words into it.
That inevitable, unavoidable rush of bloods to the head. ....said like that if you want to.

come, come. honestly, do you even thought the website will stay until next day?