You know Banana kept calling me a demagogue. You know who's the real demagogue? The mechanic who does the annual checkups on my scooter. That fucker uses language straight out of Crime and Punishment to describe the condition of my wheels. Calm your tits there, Dostoevsky, you need to pace yourself with your adjectives so you have somewhere to go should you ever find the things you missed that I'm not telling you about!