And I’ve habitually called him Papa Palpatine ever since.

One of my favourite bits of graffiti I’ve seen was an incredibly neatly written “Sorry, Mum, I’m a vandal.”

I support the idea of a cage fight between them, up to a point.

That point being as soon as we get them in the cage. Then we can weld it shut and forget them both.

I’d be dead in America.

Affording the treatment wouldn’t have been an issue, because I wouldn’t have been able to afford the diagnosis.