Fourteenth Day of the Twelfth Month of the New Millenium Plus Fire... I mean Five

Lo! I, Brian the Wise didst thusly waketh from Thy slumber this morn and test-eth of Thy anal acoustics!

Lo! Thy bedchamber wert like-eth the atmosphere of Uranus. Thee wert do-ething of some serious butt yodelling.

Yea, Thee wert farting like-eth a pop corn machine-eth! Thee art sure Thee hath blown Thy O-Ring!

Damn that Albacore Tuna!