F'n A, We have a problem... Look, Laughton, unfortunately there's only room for one in the escape pod... ....annnnd, I have chosen you. "Is this a freakout? Are you freaking on the Habidol?" "Major! Get in the Pod!" "I don't want to get into the Pod!!1 --Welcome to the next twenty years............-- "Hi!" "This is Wilford Brimley!!!" "Welcome to "Retardation A Celebration!" "Hopefully with this book I'm gonna dispel a few myths... A few rumors..." " First off, the retarded don't rule the night. They don't rule it. Nobody does." "And they don't run in packs... And while they not be as strong as apes, don't lock eyes with them. Don't do it. It puts them on edge. It might put them in Berzerker Mode.... They might turn into a Whirling Dervish, all fists and elbows. You might be Screaming.... "NO! NO! NO!... But, all they hear is... "Who wants cake?" Let me tell you something. They all do. They All Want Cake. That's it for the celebration. I guess the most important thing to remember, is, they're just like you and me.