Yup, but I wouldn't have this traffic cone of orangey goodness then would I? Now you know why I have a computer as old as some of the forum members. Great huh?
Reminds me of a quote...
Kryten: [waking up after a night of partying] Oh, my goodness... Oh... my head. Oh, what happened to me? Damage control report. Oh! Dehydration level, 45%. Recall of previous evening, 2%. Embarrassment factor, 91%! Advised repair schedule; reboot startup disc, offline for 36 hours and replace head. Boy! What a night!
[others groan and start to wake]
Kryten: Is it just me, or is that cockroach shuffling too loudly?
Rimmer: Kryten, it's called a hangover, don't panic.
Lister: We're on a mining ship, three million years into deep space... can someone explain to me where the smeg I got this traffic cone?
The cult: Hey! It's not a good night unless you get a traffic cone! It's the police woman's helmet and the suspenders I don't understand!