God Bless The American Spectator.

And Since I’m Going To Be In The Neighborhood, You Thought I Might Do As An Escort? To An Orgy?

This Letter Is Written On The Skin Of One Of The Water Sprites Who Drowned Your Parents.' 'ick!' I Cried, And Dropped The Letter On The Kitchen Table.

All The Pictures On The Walls, They All White As Lilies And Smiling Like Alligators.

I Gave Myself A Mental Shake. Snapping Out Of A Slump, That Was What Today Was All About.

Did You Ever Think That If You Told Me Where Bill's Hiding His Computer Program, I Would Give You Anything You Asked For?" - Eric, Club Dead.