this is ground control to major tom

david bowie

Vladimir: How does it fit me?
Estragon: How would I know?
Vladimir: No, but how do I look in it?
(He turns his head coquettishly to and fro, minces like mannequin.)
Estragon: Hideous.
Vladimir: Yes, but not more so than usual?
Estragon: Neither more nor less.