This day has to end, right? I mean, it can’t just go on and on and on, can it?
Ever find yourself idly wondering what Slim Goodbody is up to these days?
Didn’t my kid go to a Slim Goodbody show a few years ago?
Did you know there used to be two Slim Goodbodys?
How do I get a body like that?
Does it involve plastinisation?
Is it Christmas yet?
Is time for bourbon yet?
Is it summer yet?
Didn’t you just wake up?
Won’t lovers revolt now?
Can I go to bed early and not care about anything else?
Aren’t we very close?
Isn’t it always?
Isn’t it summer upside down?
Why not? Isn’t it the season for that?
Is this really how it ends?
Am I supposed to do all the work?
Wasn’t I thinking along more existential lines?
Why can’t I sleep?
Is it because you’re awake?
When will I get off hold?
Oh goddess, was that the problem?
Why didn’t I think of that?
Are you still up?