And I imagine Dick isn't able to to say anything for quite some time, and possibly has to sit down for a few moments with his legs firmly crossed and his hands clapsed in his lap as he thinks of cold wet mornings, tax returns, calculus mid terms and other examples of utter tedium until everything.. ahem... returns to it's proper place and the feathers on his briefs are once more unruffled!
You do have a way with words when it comes to the Boy Wonder, Icon. =)