Hmmmmmm
There was once a song. In this song was a lyric. In this lyric were words. They went like this.
"I'm a one-eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater."
This raises a very important question. Do I eat one-eyed purple people, or am I one-eyed, purple, and I eat people?
Simmilarly is the robot general Grevious a General of Robots, or is he a robot, who happens to be a general?
These are the questions at the very center and soul of my being.
"If he was asked at this moment where he would like to be he would probably have said he would like to be lying on the beach with at least fifty beautiful women and a small team of experts working out new ways they could be nice to him." ~Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
"I'm a one-eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater."
This raises a very important question. Do I eat one-eyed purple people, or am I one-eyed, purple, and I eat people?
Simmilarly is the robot general Grevious a General of Robots, or is he a robot, who happens to be a general?
These are the questions at the very center and soul of my being.
"If he was asked at this moment where he would like to be he would probably have said he would like to be lying on the beach with at least fifty beautiful women and a small team of experts working out new ways they could be nice to him." ~Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy