Peter: What? *What* "just popped in there?"
Ray: I... I... I tried to think...
Ray: No! It CAN'T be!
Peter: What is it?
Ray: It CAN'T be!
Peter: What did you DO, Ray?
Winston: Oh, shit!
Ray: It's the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.
Poor Ray. It’s so disappointing when something that has provided comfort and help to you for much of your life reveals its dangerous side. It actually just happened to me. This was the culprit:
Our superlatives keep our experience on a constructive note.
Whatever we do, there is always an urge that commences us to adventure with an unknown end.
Or, maybe I’m just secretly worried that he’s actually written it correctly, and it went over my head.