" Oh Blimey O‘Reilly's pantyhose...what is the point of Shakespeare? I know he is a genius and so on, but he does rave on.
What light doth through yonder window break?
It's the bloody moon, for God's sake, Will, get a grip!! "

― Louise Rennison , Knocked Out by My Nunga-Nungas (Confessions of Georgia Nicolson, #3)