Faustian pacts, shape-shifters, "psychovoltage", soul-theft, reality bubbles, a liquid called banjax (a name almost as cheesy as Avatar's Unobtanium), and characters who say, "I'd lay off the particle physics, doc, if I were you": they're all at the fun‑house party, flexing their similes and tooting their paper whistles.
Now, if I periodically fret about my state of health, my fitness and stamina (or lack of it), it's because I feel I need to be in better shape to compete in the Darwinian world of the media, or just because I would be a better, clearer-headed person if I could lay off the M&S hot cross buns.
I'd lay off Gus Hall too, just to be safe.
(Who needs yoga?) On the Facebook page for Lazy Cakes, one woman who said she has bipolar disorder wrote that the treat "helps a lot with my sleeping and panic attacks I can lay off my Xanax a little".
I'd lay off all of my journalists, shut down the presses (a move favoured by Lacy during a recent Guardian podcast), close the doors and thank God for giving me such a good innings.
I gotta lay off the trash for min... Yo tweeps: who wants me to die?
My only hope is that even if one person reading this who takes Valium recreationally thinks, Yeah, maybe I should lay off it a bit, at least something good can come of my experience.
Alright, I'll lay off you".
