Sharks Are The Criminals Of The Sea.

Things. Cosas. Things Attach Themselves Like Leeches To The Human Soul, Then They Bleed Out The Sweetness And The Music And The Primordial Joy Of Being Unencumbered Upon The Land.

There Are Only Two Mantras, Yum And Yuck, Mine Is Yum.

Solace? That's Why God Made Fermented Beverages And The Blues.

People Of Ze Wurl, Relax!

The Earth Is God's Pinball Machine And Each Quake, Tidal Wave, Flash Flood And Volcanic Eruption Is The Result Of A Tilt That Occurs When God, Cheating, Tries To Win Free Games.