I once had a dream of huge worms with sharp

I once had a dream of huge worms with sharp teeth. They ate human meat. I ran and ran. But everywhere I went the worms were there.

When i woke up there was taste of iron on my mouth from where I had bitten it. That was when I was five, and since then, I cannot stand any worms

road which we call life has its twists and turns. But when I get discouraged I tune back into my 5 year old self and she says to me, "Trust no one. All motives are ulterior, and

toast is served best with butter." Taking this advice on board I grabbed my bread knife and began to

butter up the flight attendant who brought me the complimentary champagne I'd just toasted for his commendable service. They exchanged my butterknife for a special belted blanket

To be used by the Dracula crew as a stage prop during the scene when the wrecking ball hits the casa royale. They slither throughthe rubble and then say, "I found the book!" When

the book gets handed to the Philosopher Cook, he makes a stirring speech about how it takes humanity to redeem humanity for something it doesn't need redeeming for. Then the Dracul

a impersonators come out and do their jazz dance routine set to "Monster Mash". Then we set off the pyrotechnics. Boom bam thank you mam, curtain.

Rapt with anticipation we stood, waiting to hear a thunderous applause, but none came. That's when we realized that we had obliterated the audience. We slayed 'em. That's show biz.