People of Earth–your objects are too heavy, and your replacement spine technology too infantile. Thus I am laid low while the steroids pumped into my back disperse and do their magic business.
If I write part of my novel while on steroids–and it’s published–do they void my contract and give it to the next fellow in line? I’d better practice: “Under the advice of counsel, I don’t know what was in that syringe, Your Honor.”
Sounds good.
