She's Evil. Evil, Evil, Evil. I Want

The Problem With Being Nuts, She Thought, Is That You Don't Always Feel As If You're Nuts. Sometimes, In Fact, You Feel Perfectly Sane, And There Just Happens To Be A Trailer-shaped Dragon Crouching In The Lot Next Door.

In Business, As In Politics, The Public Is Ever So Tolerant Of Those Who Slime.

Sometimes This High-tech World Calls For Low-tech Solutions.

I Wanted A Trumpet Concerto That Reflected Native American Music Because, Well, There Aren't Any. I Looked Around For One But Couldn't Find Anything. So It's A Wide-open Field.

She's Evil. Evil, Evil, Evil. I Want To See Her Naked.