Cousin: — There are two things I love the most... Cousin: — ...eating cheese, gnawing on the baseboard and making secret world domination plans. Rat: — That’s three things. Cousin: — I don’t love counting.
Cousin's plans for world domination can't possibly be worse than the lunacy at Davos. A tyrant who is satisfied with a bit of cheese and an available baseboard is easy to survive. The current lot, not so easy.
It would be three if you had included the Oxford comma. As it stands, it's arguably two.
Cousin's plans for world domination can't possibly be worse than the lunacy at Davos. A tyrant who is satisfied with a bit of cheese and an available baseboard is easy to survive. The current lot, not so easy.