One Must Never Set Up A Murder.

I Try To Offset Any Tendency Towards The Macabre With Humour. As I See It, This Is A Typically English Form Of Humour. It's A Piece With Such Jokes As The One About The Man Who Was Being Led To The Gallows To Be Hanged. He Looked At The Trap Door In The Gallows, Which Was Flimsily Constructed, And He Asked In Some Alarm, 'i Say, Is That Thing Safe?

Our Original Title, You Know, Was `the Man In Lincoln`s Nose`. Couldn`t Use It, Though. They Also Wouldn`t Let Us Shoot People On Mount Rushmore. Can`t Deface A National Monument. And It`s A Pity, Too, Because I Had A Wonde.

There Is Something More Important Than Logic: Imagination

Blondes Make The Best Victims. They're Like Virgin Snow That Shows Up The Bloody Footprints.

Revenge Is Sweet And Not Fattening.