An off-the-ramp jumbled up nonsense, needs clearance.

So, this is that. What? None knows. Come on. Sorry, I can’t COME ON, I can only GO IN. Better do that. Nah, WORSE do that is what I can do. Oh, this is nonsense. How nice of you, you’ve exactly got the point. It’s rightly said, only a bird can recognize another bird. So, following the footsteps or may be claw-steps of a bird, only a nonsense can know another nonsense. Welcome! Ah, please don’t commit mistake again and again. It’s not welcome, it’s UNWELLcome. Why? Why not? I’ll tell you why it’s why not.

You must be sitting before TV for hours together, do monkey-jumping between channels in search of roaming-over-the-ramp skinny, transparent girls. Yes I do but not for transparent girls but for opaque girls with transparency. You mean…? I mean great transparency in the greater creations of the greatest fashion designers worn by, well, I don’t know what’s after Greatest…No problem, I’ll tell you… it’s… er…  well…after greatest in the present context is Grimestface-est.  What’s that? Haven’t you seen the girls wearing the great creations also invariably wear a grim face? O, I see, you mean they are unwell-come. Brilliant guessing! You deserve an Oscar in this category. I guess they feel unwell in the transparency of the outfits but putting those on may be the binding condition they can’t help agree in order to come up to the ramp. So, they’re UNWELLcome.

Yeah. After all, the question of survival everybody has to answer. And that’s absolutely transparent, you may or may not like it.