"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."


The Eclectic Abecedarium

I will be attending as Natasha Batti-Loupstein from Neglected Murderesseswho "pulverized a paste necklace and sprinkled it over a tray of canapes, Villa Libellule, Nice. 1923."
You should go, especially if you're a bearded or brooding man with a suit who likes theatre and edward gorey. You know who you are.
Wow, my pool of friends makes so much sense right now.