Adapt or die.
It's official:
The Russians sleep between 3am and 10am.
Either I'm going to adjust to their schedule or die from sleep deprivation.
Make me strong Lord.
(That's right. I'm moving on to God now.)
"And what does it live on?"
"Weak tea with cream in it."
A new difficulty came into Alice's head,
"Supposing it couldn't find any?" she suggested.
"Then it would die, ofcourse."
"But that must happen very often," Alice remarked thoughtfully.
"It always happens," said the Gnat.
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