When you can snatch this Volkswagen from my hand, Grasshopper, you will be ready to leave.

While passing through the freemont district of seattle, a group of buddhist monks mistook the shrine of Rosanne bar for Sidahrtha himself. Particularly convincing were the hairy nipples, hamster powered volkswagen, and the cock ring.

--If we meditate really, really hard, then one day, we might figure out what the fuck this thing is.