He's Picked Clean! Eaten By Cats!

Cartoonist Was The Weirdest Name I Finally Let Myself Have. I Would Never Say It. When I Heard It I Silently Thought, What An Awful Word.

It Is True That I Am A Person With Black Pockets Of Evil And Hatred In My Heart. There Are Underground Places Inside Of Me

Then How Can You Ever Know About The Beautiful Goodness Of Mud? How Bad It Wants To Be Things. How Bad It Wants To Get On Your Legs And Arms And Take Your Footprints And Handprints And How Bad It Wants You To Make It Alive! Mud Is Always Ready To Play With You. Seriously You Should Try It!

We Don't Create A Fantasy World To Escape Reality. We Create It To Be Able To Stay.

You Know That Great Car-stomach Feeling When You Fly Over A Hump? That Was My Whole Body.