My shoes are scuffed and dirty from dancing. The grave of my enemy is where I go to find my inner Astaire.

“I respect a man not for the clothes he wears, but for the clothes he doesn’t we…”

“A brick could be renamed something clever and cute, like President, and repacka…”

“A brick could be used to dink like a dunk, if the thunk of the think has enough…”

“I just baked a cake in the shape of a door. Somebody’s knocking now, so let me …”