I should perhaps warn you that I am about to faint from anxiety and general depression, though. The film I saw last night was especially grueling, a teen-age beach musical. I almost collapsed during the singing sequence on surfboard.

My mother is currently associating with some undesirables who are attempting to transform her into an athlete of sorts, deprave specimens of mankind who regularly bowl their way to oblivion.

Stop!' I cried imploringly to my god-like mind.

You could tell by the way he talked, though, that he had gone to school a long time. That was probably what was wrong with him.

with the breakdown of the medieval system, the gods of chaos, lunacy, and bad taste gained ascendancy.

Having once been so high, humanity fell so low. What had once been dedicated to the soul was now dedicated to the sale.

I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.