Scientists. Where would we be without you lot. For a start my arse would cleaner because I can wipe it with your scientific qualifications. So issac Newton sat under a three and an apple fell and hit him on the head. Ahhh gravity he cries. I discovered that when I was three. A bird shit from the skies and it fell downwards and hit me on the head. Devinci. God bless him, he drew a helicopter. Hold on a sec. I'll draw fifty if them.
Science my arse,
Westside