We Were Just Looking At Maps.

Want A Cookie,' Ra Said. 'what Kind?' 'weasel Cookie.' I'm Here To Tell You, That Comment About Weasel Cookies Probably Saved The Known Universe.

Our Problems Started In Dallas, When The Fire-breathing Sheep Destroyed The King Tut Exhibit.

Chiron Probably Wanted Me To Say, Heck It Wa Nothing. I Eat Hellhounds For Breakfast. But I Didn't Feel Like Lying.

Agh-uhh!” The Baboon Grunted. He Turned And Waddled Up The Stairs. Unfortunately, The Lakers Jersey Didn’t Completely Cover His Multicolored Rear.

He Had A Note Excusing Him From Pe For The Rest Of His Life Because He Had Some Kind Of Muscular Disease In His Legs. He Walked Funny, Like Every Step Hurt Him, But Don't Let That Fool You. You Should've Seen Him Run When It Was Enchilada Day In The Cafeteria.