Franzi & I are watching a quiz show-sketch on Saturday Night Live, in which the candidates have to fill in the blank.
The riddle is: “Luke, I am your … .”
At exactly the same time, we both shout: Potato.
“Luke, I am your potato”. Both of us.
Well, I guess that settles the question, if being exposed to the same random nonsense all the time influences your thought patterns…