We know (from "All Together Now") he can count to 10, though, as well as recite the alphabet up to J. So he's clearly no academic slouch, despite going to art school.

A butter pie?

Not sarcastic (that would imply malice), just deliberately obtuse. :-)

"I've seen Paul twice (we're on a first-name basis)"

What sort of banter could he use before both "Blackbird" and "Something"?

He may need a little help from his friends.

FAKE NEWS!

Some people are saying that half of the Beatles catalogue, as well and the entire output of Wings, was actually written by Julian Edward George Asquith, 2nd Earl of Oxford and Asquith (1916 - 2011). Is it true? I don't know, but some people are saying it. "McCartney" has never officially denied it, that's for sure.

The fermat format doesn't support back-recording.

Well, the stunt double has been doing this far longer than the original did, so who is more likely to put on the better show?

He has actually discovered a very elegant proof for that, but there is not room in the liner notes for it.

Turn me on, dead man.

Since they're taller, they can hold out against the rising seas longer than anyone else (even though they're starting out below sea level). That's been their cunning plan all along (since they're so smart).

Well, after "fear" but before "ruthless efficiency" and "an almost fanatical devotion the the Space Pope."

It's also possible that the 41 year old is less emotionally mature that the 18 year old. I got a late start myself, and by my mid 30s I was still far less savvy about relationship/sexual politics than your average college freshman. I still haven't caught up, by a long shot.

Sturgeon's Law, of course, applies to the gene pool. 90% of everybody should not be allowed to reproduce.

Blade Runner-type "retirement"? Robo-suicide is at least going out on your own terms.

"Liniment Funster"

"Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy, None of This Polyamorous Nonsense the Millennials Think Everybody Should Be, What Horseshit, My God They're Insufferable."

So will there be a episode where the Doctor says "I can't operate on this man, he's my son" and everybody spends the rest of the hour wondering how it's possible? That's a timeless (ha!) conundrum…