She Doesn't Quite Chop His

Ladies. Gentlemen. You Have Eaten Well. You've Eaten Gotham's Wealth. Its Spirit. Your Feast Is Nearly Over. From This Moment On...none Of You Are Safe.

Hello, I'm Shellie's New Boyfriend And I'm Out Of My Mind. If You So Much As Talk To Her Or Even Think Her Name, I'll Cut You In Ways That'll Make You Useless To A Woman.

She Doesn't Quite Chop His Head Off. She Makes A Pez Dispenser Out Of Him.

As A Cartoonist, I'm A Caricaturist. First You Find Out What Somebody Really Looks Like, And Then You Find Out What They 'really' Look Like.

The Day You Write To Please Everyone You No Longer Are In Journalism. You Are In Show Business.