I'd say you need at least three turtles to convince people you're real.
I'll tell you about time management. Later.
"You've aged twenty years in the past night." "That kills future children."
Really sharp forks are a problem for your mouth.
You need slippery infants.
"I'm too beautiful to take over the multiverse."
I'm the distant baby.
Summer has messed up your hearing, not my grammar.
Cats are also liquid.
This is what I'm like when I'm in power-save mode.