Ah, but on what planet is what really matters?
That’s nothing, anyway.
My pal Arthur Dent taught himself how to fly.
Ah, but on what planet is what really matters?
That’s nothing, anyway.
My pal Arthur Dent taught himself how to fly.
Aim for the ground and miss? That could be handy in a faulty space craft situation
Nothing, as I’m already in my own “ outer space”…
Aim for the ground and miss? That could be handy in a faulty space craft situation
Arthur was so good at it that he taught his belle Fen too.
I told you he was good.
For a human, of course.