You don't like birds?! How can you not like birds?! There's just something unwholesome about that. It's like not liking flowers or puppies....Everybody likes birds. You're just making that up.

But anyway, back to the subject. A friend was telling me about his stint in rehab. at the State LaLa Home. His favorite story was about Mork from Ork as they called him. Mork wore a cone on his head and kept a Quarter in the palm of his hand. He would talk to George Washington on the Quarter all day while his eyes flitted suspiciously from side to side. I can't look at the title of this thread without thinking about Mork for some reason