A tell of stories. A weaver of dreams. I know a trick or two. I can dance, sing, and in the right weather i can stand on my head. I know seven words of latin and a little magic. I can fight dirty, but not fair. I once swallowed seven oysters in a minute. I am not domestic, i am a luxery. And in that sense, necessary.
(now i gotta look up the original quote and see how much i got wrong...)