!@#%$&*

Brain - Why are you always censoring me? Why don't you just say what I think?
Me - You're a sick, twisted, and often perverted thing. If I said everything you thought, I'd be unemployed, a social leper, and probably slapped on a regular basis.
Brain - But it'd be funny.
Me - Oh, I never said that the twisted things you think aren't hilarious. I just said they were unsuitable for sharing socially.
Brain - Lame.