“Such was your goal-and you’ve reached it. Why do you now moan complaints about man’s impotence and the futility of human aspirations? Because you were unable to prosper by seeking destruction? Because you were unable to find joy by worshipping pain? Because you were unable to live by holding death as your standard of value?”
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…and now that my wife is dead, we can finally announce our love to the world. Oh Claire, you don’t know how happy this makes me.
“Finally, finally! I have captured Woody Allen, the Genie of the Clarinet! I’ll be richer than ever! “
“Veronica, it is frankly none of your business if your father wishes to arouse himself by sticking clarinets where the sun doesn’t shine.”
And then this one time at band camp…
“And when I blow on it, money comes out!”
I don’t care about the clarinet so much, but these little hearts dancing on me are WONDERFUL!
“Freddy The Magic Flute is going to take me far, far away from here, off to Living Island!”
“Such was your goal-and you’ve reached it. Why do you now moan complaints about man’s impotence and the futility of human aspirations? Because you were unable to prosper by seeking destruction? Because you were unable to find joy by worshipping pain? Because you were unable to live by holding death as your standard of value?”
“No-one loves the pipe as much as me! Not even Rob Ford!”
(ahh, that’ll date badly)
“Veronica, I’ve finally got the marriage act amended to recognise the union between a man and his fife!”
“Oh, wooden leg! Would that my wicked daughter were here, that I might beat her with you while acclaiming you my superior child!”
I CAN QUIT ANY TIME
“SO HORN-Y!”
At last, the Pied Piper has given me his flute! Now I can lure that bastard Archie into the river and my daughter will be none the wiser!
:Sigh: Benny Goodman…
Talk about a gentle lover! Those were the days…
Your new psychic powers won’t work on your old man, Veronica! There’s no way you’ll get me to sexually… assault… this CLARINET!!! Oh, baby!
Your Mother and I had a *very* open marriage.
I’m so glad Ronnie’s fucking you instead of that Andrews boy! You shall be my heir!
“I love my new E-cigarette! So discreet!”
Zamfir, master of the man flute.
My agent said, ‘It’s third heart in an Archie comic – one panel, some nudity.’ Still, it’s a step up from Valentine cards.
“It fits in my ass PERFECTLY!”
“This used to belong to the trumpet strumpet herself, Roxanne Pulitzer!”