Do Your Part To Silence

Shirley! Don't Call Me Shirley!

I Used To Have This Dream That Somebody Was Knocking At My Door. I'd Say 'who Is It?' And They'd Answer 'police.' I'd Open The Door And They Would Say To Me, 'pack Your Bags. We Realized You Have No Talent.

Truth Hurts. Maybe Not As Much As Jumping On A Bicycle With The Seat Missing, But It Hurts.

Doing Nothing Is Very Tough To Do Because You Never Know When You're Finished. The Upside Is That From The Moment You Wake Up In The Morning, You're On The Job.

I'm Sure That We Can Handle This Situation Maturely, Just Like The Responsible Adults That We Are. Isn't That Right, Mr... Poopy Pants?