It is also great at Christmas parties with your coworkers, where seven people finish off a bottle of homemade apple liqueur in twenty minutes and the best card players are the two grandmothers at the table. Speaking from experience.
Michelangelo wrote a poem about how much he hated painting the Sistine Chapel...One translation of the poem he sent to his friend begins: I’ve already grown a goiter from this torture, hunched up here like a cat in Lombardy(or anywhere else where the stagnant water’s poison).
Something just dawned on me. You know how we went from two digit years to four digit years because of the Y2K bug? In like 9K years we'll have to go to 5 digit years to combat the problem again