Everybody Has Their Own Free Choice To

You Could Feel The Place Going Crazy Because We Hadn't Been On Stage Together For Maybe 35 Years And The Audience Could Just Feel Us In The Darkness Come On And They Went Nuts. It Made The Little Hairs Stand Up On The Back Of My Neck And We Sang Sit On My Face, Which I Thought Was Wonderfully Appropriate For George's Memorial, And Then We Bowed And We Showed Our Bare Asses.

You Could Write A Joke In The Pub At Lunchtime And Watch It Performed On Television That Evening.

Pattycake, Pattycake, Baker's Man; Good Morning, Madam, I'm A Psychiatrist

A Lot Has Been Said About Politics; Some Of It Complimentary, But Most Of It Accurate

Nobody Gets Irony Anymore, As We Are Now Living In The Post-ironic Age. Once George Bush Gets A Library, Our Irony Is Dead.