>"Um... well... I mean... no offense, Mr. Tesla, but... you?
>Raise a child?"
>
>"She won't be my first," Tesla pointed out mildly.
>
>"I came online with a mental age of about twenty," Robo
>pointed out. "And I don't... you know... poop."
>
>"Pssh," said Tesla, starting briskly toward the door. "You worry too
>much, Robo. How hard can it be?"
>

*cackles* Possibly the best line, ever.

�They planned their campaigns just as you might make a splendid piece of harness. It looks very well; and answers very well; until it gets broken; and then you are done for. Now I made my campaigns of ropes. If anything went wrong, I tied a knot; and went on.�
-- Arthur Wellesley, First Duke of Wellington