"I mean you talk to Karl Rayner"
"I thought it was Kyle"
"Whatever"
The Gypsies had no home. The Doors had no bass.
Does our reality determine our fiction or does our fiction determine our reality?
Whenever the question comes up about who some mysterious person is or who is behind something the answer will always be Frank Stallone.
"This isn't a locking the barn doors after the horses ran way situation this is a burn the barn down after the horses ran away situation."
Still chuckling at the Monty Python hand of God with The Spectre (and the other guy I don't know -- oops).