Planet of the Grapes

1) Yeth… Excuse me, I had cotton in my mouth. By cotton I mean a Taiwanese child’s mixed feelings towards his arranged marriage. That’s a lot to swallow, but I’m a throat doctor. 2) Please don’t blush. I am not Mrs. Robinson. Well, actually, I am Robinson Crusoe. Actually, I do not know who that [...]

1) I call my secretary “Left Brain, Obey!” He’s a genius at estate taxes, but can’t get over the fact that I didn’t masturbate to mental images of girls I personally knew while a youth. My sexual imagination, like the rest of my mind was “born 33,” which has nothing to do with Jesus’ death, something to [...]