I had the strangest dream the other night. I was living in the Roman Empire, but I knew it was about to collapse (can you tell what we've been studying in history class?
) so I was trying to get out....but the only way people could get out was through special visas, sort-of a Casablanca
situation. Anyway, I was lucky and had a few visas for myself and my family, but all these people kept coming up to my window, asking and demanding that I give them my visas. I didn't want to give away too much info about these special visas, so I kept trying to avoid the questions....eventually, I came up with a brilliant idea. The next time someone asked for a visa, I'd say "I'm afraid that won't be possible" and then shut the window.
Guess I shouldn't spend so much time on E-Hell at night.