Rob

“By the power of Phil Collins, I rebuke you!” she said. “By the power of Phil Collins, who knows that you coming back to me is against all odds, in his name I command you to leave this servant of Genesis alone...
By the power of The Thorn Birds - she cried - by the sacred strength of My Sweet Audrina and Forever...
By the power of lost retainers and Jamaica and bad cornrows and fireflies and Madonna, by all these things I rebuke you”
― Grady Hendrix