"Once the buttons are undone, you know how

"Once the buttons are undone, you know how it'll all end. It's all in the game, there are no miracles." said the attractive woman. She was explaining XBOX's

draconian returns policy. "Does it make ice?" I asked. "No, it's an XBOX," she enunciated patiently, "It's for playing games on." I put it down

flippers to no avail. This just wasn't happening. A polar bear pool party without ice is like a doggie dig without lice, a hog hoedown without mud, an aphid allnighter with no buds

, a skunk trapeze act with no Vicks, a praying mantis road trip with no sunglasses, an elephant stampede with no mice. You get the picture. It just wasn't happenin'. Not on his

magical mystery tour. Walt had figured ages ago that the most assured way to keep an audience riveted was long lines. Incredible, soul-crushing lines. By the end of the line, you

didn't know whether it was a conga or a run-on sentence and where it all started or ended, but you knew it ultimately didn't matter. Walt hammered this point in on to his audience.

He had rehearsed his TED talk about run-on sentences for months. It was his life's work to end run-on sentences. Walt owned the stage, he was pacing and making grand gestures and

suddenly, he went too far. He just spoke without stop talking in the way he was speaking against oh what luck he hasn't clue and there goes his que to stop his sentence but he cant

seem to find the words to vocalise all the thoughts running through his head and maybe he could stop talking if he said the right thing like should he perhaps ask another question?