No Matter What Dimension You're In, There's

Caballine Likes Me To Be Masterful. She Calls Me Her Stallion.

Nobody's Death Is Impending." ..."well Technically Everyone's Death Is Impending.

Ah, My Princess. Noble Steed. How Does The Morning Find You Both?

You Need To Stop Thinking With Your Head, Mud Boy, And Start Thinking With Your Heart.” Artemis Sighed. The Heart Was An Organ For Pumping Oxygen-rich Blood To The Cells. It Could No More Think Than An Apple Could Tap-dance.

Don't Try To Understand Me, Just Be Grateful That You Felt The Warmth Of Zaphod Beeblebrox's Aura On Your Wonderstruck Face.