Your wig steers the gig.
Hipsters, flipsters and finger-poppin' daddies: knock me your lobes.
To be cool is to believe. To stay cool is to have the sweet fragments of serenity rock your wig away.
The bad jazz that a cat blows wails long after he’s cut out.
There is a great power within that when used in beauty and immaculate purity can cure and heal and cause miracles. When you use it it spreads like a magic garden and when you do not use it it recedes from you.
You've got to watch your mind all the time or you'll awaken and find a strange picture on your press.