It's Never Too Late To Have A

Dear Lord, I've Been Asked, Nay Commanded, To Thank Thee For The Christmas Turkey Before Us... A Turkey Which Was No Doubt A Lively, Intelligent Bird... A Social Being... Capable Of Actual Affection... Nuzzling Its Young With Almost Human- Like Compassion. Anyway, It's Dead And We're Gonna Eat It. Please Give Our Respects To Its Family.

My Post-child Period Resulted In One Instant Change: I Write Shorter Books For Kids.

It's Never Too Late To Have A Happy Childhood.

A Mind Is A Terrible Thing. All This Evolution Nonsense Is Making Me Feel Like A Complete Ape!

I'll Confess Right Here That I Secretly Wish I'd Have Drawn A Strip About A Little Boy With A Fake Tiger, Going For Adventures Throughout The Universe In Spaceships Of His Imagination.