Want A Cookie,' Ra Said. 'what Kind?'

I Heard Amos Yell, “for Brooklyn!” It Was An Odd Battle Cry.

Americans Are An Odd Bunch, But They Grow On You.

Leo Took Out A Pen And Autographed The Arm Of One Of The Nymphs. “narcissus Is A Loser! He’s So Weak, He Can’t Bench-press A Kleenex. He’s So Lame, When You Look Up Lame On Wikipedia, It’s Got A Picture Of Narcissus—only The Picture’s So Ugly, No One Ever Checks It Out.

I Should've Blown More Stuff Up." -coach Gleeson Hedge

When I Got Across, I Looked Back And Saw Tyson Giving Grover A Piggyback Ride (or Was It A Goatyback Ride?).