Pop Star Enthusiasts Pillows

"Hello, I'm Britney."

"Can you make me look like Wolverine?"

'Look - a starfish, its manager, its agent, its minders, its significant other, its make-up artist, its personal trainer, its secretary, its astrologer, its feng shui consultant...'

T. S. Eliot Meets Beavis And Butthead

"Alexa, play Thriller by Michael Jackson."

The last song before the party exploded.

The return of the four sheepskins

Goldilocks and the Three Stooges.

"Just play the hit single, then you can do the experimental track."

"I'm astounded that your dog is channeling Eubie Blake! Has he never heard of Elton John?"

Celebrity Phrenologist.

"Congratulations! You unlocked the devil in your coffee. Microwave a seventh time and you'll meet L. Ron Hubbard."

"Coming up... more of the same mindless pop songs with repetitive lyrics and nauseating melodies!"

"Wow! - That's bland, derivative and sooo dull..! It's gonna make us millions!"

"Why is there an ad for Jay-Z in the New England Journal of Pediatric Medicine?!"

"I've decided to redefine as a GREAT artist."

"How come they remember every word of any pop song but not a single line of poetry?"

"Today on the ask Sadie show, we'll be addressing one single topic: 'Wolverine.' Specifically, we'll be talking about how most of you freaks who were obsessed with it for months are no longer talking about it. You people today have the attention span of a chimpanzee!!! That's an average of about 20 seconds, for those of you who still remember what I just said."

'This next song is for all the people out there who came to hear me sing.'

At the CD shop.

Just what were you doing in Georgia anyways Hmmm Isn't it true that you were lookin' for a soul to steal Your confession states that you were in a bind cause you were way behind, Care to elaborate, Mr, Seacrest I mean, Lucifer,,