They've both put their faith in the cloud.
A cloud.
3-year-old: A cloud. Me: No, what do you imagine it could be 3-year-old: Rain.
You would too if you had to fly Alitalia.
One. He puts the bulb in and lets the world revolve around him.
He doesn't. He declares darkness the industry standard.
He found his lack of Faith disturbing.
Faith No More
