If love fell in love with another word, do you think that word would smell, taste, and rhyme with it? I think so, and I think that word is jambalaya, but maybe I’m pronouncing love wrong.

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“A magician who could make the audience’s problems disappear—now that’s someone …”

“Taxidermy and taxes go together like peanut butter and sodomy. Can somebody get…”