Only one, but he'll just hire a ghostwriter to do it for him.
To get to the other side!
A what?
None. The mods do that for her.
One. No, two! No, four! No, eight! No, sixteen! No, thirty-two! ...
They could hummus a song! (I was really proud of this one.)
Because the barracuda believed that "anemone of my enemy is a friend."