First I'd throw up just from the take off, then I'd throw up looking out the window, then I would throw up from the smell emmitting from Comic's underwear! Sorry Cos, I just couldn't resist saying it. 
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The Clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power,
To tell just when the hands will stop
On what day or what hour.
Now is the only time we have,
So live it with a will,
Don't wait until tomorrow,
The hands may then be still.
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