The Meat of the Matter

For the Sake of My Sanity

Did your brain ever devise a phrase that it simply would not let go of--forcing you to somehow immortalize the phrase so that you can let it go and move on with your life? Well my brain has done this. It concocted a phrase last week that it keeps replaying in my mind. I simply must print it so I can stop the voices! The voices are saying this:

"You say Potater I say radical cleric Moqtada al Sadr"

Please ... please forgive me I beg you. It had to be done.