Oh znap, for, lo, I have been antidedroidificalized. [1] At which alternative bookstores do you shop, O noblest of beings? I will follow suit -- yea, with even my Discover credit card, avast (it doth garner me discounts at Big K-Mart, which hath candles and soothing nappies aplenty).
[1] (Or have I? Ah! Who can say? Who can know who knows? And know that he himself knows, knowing or not? And when I say who, do I mean you? Or me? Or him? Or all?)