Arthur Dent


Jacob: If I asked you where the hell we were, would I regret it?
Newt: We’re safe.
Jacob: Oh good.
Newt: We’re in a small prison cell in the Headquarters of the Magical Congress of the United States of America.
Jacob: This is obviously some strange usage of the word “safe” I wasn’t previously aware of.

The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (honestly not sure which version)

for @multi-purpose-tool-guy

want one? 

(I’m going to stop taking requests at 18:00 CET, 24 May 2017)