I Am Dying. Please ... Bring Me

The Work Of Art Is A Stuffed Crocodile.

Anti-alcoholics Are Unfortunates In The Grip Of Water, That Terrible Poison, So Corrosive That Out Of All Substances It Has Been Chosen For Washing And Scouring, And A Drop Of Water Added To A Clear Liquid Like Absinthe, Muddles It.

You're Looking Exceptionally Ugly Tonight, Madam, Is It Because We Have Company?

To Be Weird! That Is My Goal!

Dawn Was Breaking, Like The Light From Another World.