"Okay, so it's not perfect... it's STILL better than Shatner's!"

Hello.
My Name is Batman.
You Killed my Father.
Prepare to Die.

Now we know the details of the tragic death of Oscar Meyer: head-on crash testing of the Weinermobile.

(Okay, now let's see some crash testing on hearses, stretch limousines, and motor homes!)

Nom, nom, nom!

Pip, help! There's a leaf stuck to my hinder!

I is doing yoga... Is not so gret, aktually!

Halp! I is rolling uphill!

My butt - it haz a flavr!

BAH! My ferret sleeps 23 & 1/2 hours daily, awakening only when I feed him, clean his litter box and let him out. He runs around for about 15 minutes and then curls up under the covers on my bed.

To paraphrase Monty Python's lifeboat sketch, wouldn't it depend on how we killed it?

Wait a minute... didn't Mattel offer this item in its line of "Agent Zero-M" spy toys?

I recall seeing a book (about 35 years ago) in the Sunnyvale, CA public library with the following title:

How To Write Ten Best-Sellers, Now, In Your Spare Time And Become The First Author On Your Block (Unless There's Already An Author Living On Your Block, In Which Case You'll Become The Second Author On Your Block, And That's Okay, Too) and Other Stories.

It was in the humor section.

Dying in a House of Parliament is a serious offense (or offence) - in less enlightened times they'd have hung you for it!

Still better than "Rocket Man"!

("Free Enterprise" is out on 2-disk DVD now.)

"The safest ensemble in the world" (and graceful, too!)