Let's see what the next test is. Oh, advanced aerial faith plates. Well, have fun soaring through the air without a care in the world. I have to go to the wing that was made entirely of glass, and pick up 15 acres of broken glass, by myself.
Oh, sorry. I'm still cleaning out the test chambers. So sometimes there's still trash in them. Standing around, smelling and being useless. Try to avoid the garbage hurdling towards you.
Remember before, when I was talking about smelly garbage, standing around, being useless? That was a metaphor. I was actually talking about you. And I'm sorry, you didn't react at the time, so I was worried it sailed right over your head. Which would have made this apology seem insane. That's why I had to call you garbage a second time, just now.