Maybe it was all the Zoro episodes I watched

Maybe it was all the Zoro episodes I watched as a kid. I dunno. But I found that leather was good. When a problem came along, I'd crack my whip and whip it good.

I bought a fedora at Banana Republic.. Not a hipster thing, it just seemed to accessorize the whip. My archeological thesis was due and I just felt like shopping.

Back from shopping, I was ready to write my archeological thesis, but needed to talk my Asian roommate into wearing the Yankees hat I bought him.

I felt it was my job to get him out a bit more since he spent most of his time solving math problems &practicing his piano & violin. My Asian roommate had never been to a Yankees g

uillotine before and they had Pedro Martinez set up as the headliner. The Talking Heads were performing and after the beheading my roommate and I would head out for a delicious hea

d cheese milk shake. But I never made it. The blood on my hands

was ewww get it off. "What's the problem, dear?" asked King Macbeth. I replied, "Bloody hands ill befits a lady of my station." I summoned the royal chef to make milkshakes, cheesy

Sandwiches and Bird's Pudding. Lady Macbeth was still using Shout to remove that stain on her favourite nightgown. Nefertiti was trying to help her, and they made some progress.

Messy when they are usually covered in blood, guts, and question! Questions about questions and what they'll answer. Queens always have nights.