Only if after wards we get to ask somebody to announce over the loudspeaker, 'Clean up on aisle four, clean up on aisle four.' You know, for effect.

We must also plan on revealing our cunning plans to one another at completely</> inopportune times to maximize thwartage. Sound good?

Who cares if you don't know if you've always wanted one before -- doesn't the prospect of possibly having one now fill you with neverending waves of delight? ...Or is that just me?


And possibly Want.