My new catchphrase

for the love of Hard Fi, it’s about time I had a new catchphrase.  I don’t know, world of shedders, but my latest catchphrase ("well Mr. Figgis, I want no part of your recursive patterns of dysfunctional interaction!") just hasn’t seemed to be working out for me.  So, I can exclusively reveal that my new catchphrase is this:
 
 
P’Tang Yang Kipperbang-uh!
 
I trust this will meet your unusually high expectations, world of shedders.  Feel free to use it at the Matalan cashiers till after purchasing your latest papaya jogging bottoms, or your amaranto polyester skirt.
 
Until the next time, I remain your servant
 
Dr. Angel