If You Have To Explain Satire To

I Was Born With A Priceless Gift, The Ability To Laugh At The Misfortunes Of Others.

I Like People Who Are Slightly Unhygienic. A Little Grubbiness Isn't So Bad. Bo Chic It Should Be Called.

I Drift Along, Thinking About The Past A Great Deal. The Past Is So Reliable, So Delightful, And The Best Place To Live. I End Up There Quite Often, You Know; It's Very Comfortable And Dependable.

The Truth Is Deafening, No Matter How Softly It Is Spoken.

My Mother Used To Say That There Are No Strangers, Only Friends You Haven't Met Yet. She's Now In A Maximum Security Twilight Home In Australia