He demonstrates that beauty times brains is a constant. He donated his brain to science but they made an early withdrawal. He fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down. He knows computers… He’s not fit for contact with humans. He writes blank checks on a closed account. He’d be in big trouble if his wristwatch broke and he had to He’d screw up a two-car funeral procession. He’s a General Protection Fault trigger. He’s a man on a mission, but can’t find his dossier. He’s diagnosable. He’s not a complete idiot — some parts are missing. He’s not stupid he’s possessed by a retarded ghost. He’s so dense, light bends around him. He’s so dense, the Titanic wouldn’t sink in his head. Hears everything that a dog can. Hears more lyrics on records when they’re played backwards. Her access time approaches infinity. Her ancestors came to this country looking for bananas. Her blender doesn’t go past „mix“. Her brain has a corrupted filesystem / someone needs to run fsck on her brain. Her brain is more like a Rube Goldberg device than a computer. Her cache is incoherent. Her dentist went deaf from the drill’s echoes. Her dialing thumb must be broken. Her ears serve the same function as holes in a dribble glass. Her files are compressed 100%. Her head needs a periodic whack on the side. Her input pipe is broken. Her interrupt handler hit a loop. Her leads need resoldering.
