Oh! I can take them or leave them, I remain quite calm and reasonably ambivalent about them (BUT I would rather leave them, preferably in some deep, dark recess that Mary has referred to, or perhaps in their own little Hell where they stand for all eternity up to their necks in their own foul waste, where the grim reaper, every 5 seconds swings his razor sharp scythe around at neck level, and they all have to "duck their heads” under their own sheet (with their lips previously removed), and this exercise continuing for all eternity)
As I said "I can take them or leave them?
