Seriously, would that be out of the realm of possibility?

You still have a lot of work to do.

I'm transforming a stack of newspapers into kind of a nifty breakfast nook set off by either this flat wallpaper, take a look at that,

A list of random, meaningless, unconnected words scrawled on an incredibly clumsy piece of wood.

Larry, get out of here!

Come on, all of us.

Get him out of here.

It means place of the gods.

Some of us are trying to read.

I'm having the time of my life.

Listen, you lying little piece of filth.

Just some more of Larry's meaningless poetry.

Hey, what did this guy die of anyway?

Get out of my sight, you disgusting worm!

Oh my god, it's the ghost of Larry Potter.

Get out of here before we're numbers two and three.

Listen, you can almost hear the sound of cranks and pulleys.

It was you that stuck by me through all of this.

A baboon?

At any rate, Sharon, I'd like to introduce to you now a gentleman who has just completed a grueling tour of the underworld.