|A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A DOE|
Unbearably lovely music is heard as the curtain rises, and we see the woods on a summer afternoon. A fawn dances on and nibbles slowly at some leaves. He drifts lazily through the soft foliage. Soon he starts coughing and drops dead.
|Doing abominations is against the law, particularly if the abominations are done while wearing a lobster bib.|
|Is it better to be the lover or the loved one? Neither, if your cholesterol is over six hundred. By love, of course, I refer to romantic love -- the love between man and woman, rather than between mother and child, or a boy and his dog, or two headwaiters.|
|On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done as easily lying down.|
|Thought: why does man kill? He kills for food. And not only for food: frequently there must be a beverage.|
|Whosoever shall not fall by the sword or by famine, shall fall by pestilence so why bother shaving?|