I Get A Kick Out

Obviously Those Who Burn To Be Professional Jesters Mean That They Want To Be Successful Comedians. And Those Are Always An Elite, Microscopic Portion Of The Population. But Oh, How They Try.

The Mob Became Unruly And The Police Were Forced To Resort To Sex.

Does Anything Show The Complexity Of The Miraculous Brain More Than That Weird Curiosity, The Sleep-protection Dream?

Being The Offspring Of English Teachers Is A Mixed Blessing. When The Film Star Says To You, On The Air, 'it Was A Perfect Script For She And I,' Inside Your Head You Hear, In The Sarcastic Voice Of Your Late Father, 'perfect For She, Eh? And Perfect For I, Also?'

Once I Left Out What I Then Considered My Best Line Because There Was A Suspected Column Rat In The House.