It was just a blink of an eye. Maybe so little as the flutter of an eyelash. But there it was, just the same. A moment when your world turns black. And a world where your blackness turns into a moment, And you can feel anything, no matter how big your lips are... You can say, Instead of Gibs me Dat, Please, my fellow American, let me have that! I WOULD LIKE THAT, SIR! AND IF YOU DON'T LET ME FOLLOW, MY DESTINY, I'LL BREAK DOWN YO MANSION! PEACE.