Poor People Have More Fun

Randy And I Were Goggle-eyed As We Gazed Over The Wonders Of What Walt Disney Had Wrought. It Was A Magnificent Demonstration Of What God Could Do If He Had More Imagination.

To Restore A Sense Of Reality, I Think Walt Disney Should Have A Hardluckland.

We Were Ensconced As Guests Of The Exclusive Beverly Hilton Hotel, An Edifice So Swank That The Fire Ax In The Hall Outside Our Suite Said: "in Case Of Fire-break Crystal."

I'm Complicated, Sentimental, Lovable, Honest, Loyal, Decent, Generous, Likable, And Lonely. My Personality Is Not Split; It's Shredded.

I'm Not Saying These Flying Discs Don't Really Exist, But Nobody Living In Kansas City Has Seen Them And That's A Dry State.