I looked at all the suggestions, recipes, disputes, heresies, prophecies, formalities, familiarities, dissents, allegations, collaborations, corroborations, correspondences, lunacies, revelations, explanations, and Just Plain Wrong arguments — and then I said ‘Let’s go GONZO’ and just started cooking this stuff up. Somebody had to have made the first pork and bean mixture, after all. I can cook. I understand the principles of cooking. I have to learn to trust my abilities.
…Fortunately, it smells good, so things are probably going well.
So then, you’re going to do the things that you wanna do? You ain’t got a thing to prove to you? You’ll eat your candy with your pork and beans so excuse your manners while you make a scene?
WE HAVE OUR SONG FOR THE DAY.