Song Interpretation Artist Mugs

"Who is 'coming around the mountain,' John? Could it be your mother?"

Dog Nightmares

Emily Dickinson: Mime - "I think she's saying something about death."

I'm not saying I'm not a hound dog. I'm saying I'm not nothing but a hound dog.

Frederic Chopin

'I don't know much about history, don't know much biology ... but we'll be OK if there's a round on song lyrics.'

'I'm going to add to the confusion. I'm going to sign my name upside-down.'

"Caricatures $20"

Re-Tooling Costs - "Could you be a little more precise than umpteen million?"

"Those are the lyrics? How embarrassing—I've been singing it wrong this whole time."

Harriet Walter

"...but this is the stuff of dreams Mr Whitley! Dreams."

Pie chart of pub conversations

'Typical phallic egocentrism!'

George Gershwin, Psychiatrist

"I don't do spells. I'm a wizard at deciphering rap lyrics."

Art Gallery.

'Okay, one more blog about the meaning of 'Alice in Wonderland' and then off to sleep.'

"Last week, when I was telling you about my Lou Ferrigno dream, were you fighting off a yawn? Do you go to therapy? What would you do if I touched your ear? Yes or no—am I insane?"

'And here, the artist is clearly making an ironic statement about the fleeting nature of material possessions.'

"Would you like me to get one our experts to tell you what you think of it."

That's not what they mean when they say that Dick Cheney knows where all the bones are buried.

'You know, sometimes I think we don't even speak the same body language.'

Louie Louie Lyrics Challenge. Louie Louie, oh baby, we gotta go. Then what? Every night and day a ladle of me: Back of a girl all cuddly. On a gym that brings me there: A girl with a rose in her hair. Makes sense? Ladle of me? Ladle?! HOJ.

While singing the popular song, Clay was disturbed to discover that his thigh bone wasn't connected to his hip bone, that it was, in fact, connected to nothing.

Rude signing for the deaf. Dictator telling his people to f*** off.

Office joker

'Boy! Those 911 operators sure get snooty when you call at 4 a.m. and ask them to translate the words to Frere Jacques.'

'No! It picture of hunt. It not 'really about inner conflict' ...'

'Last night I had a weird dream. It was in old wide screen cinemascope and technicolor and Charleston Heston wasn't in it.'

Am I sleeping? Is this a dream? I am the Ghost of Christmas Past! Yeah, right. It's November. Obviously. Scheduling conflict. I'm backed up with cheapskates this year. Not buying it. This is just a bad dream. Work with me here. I'm getting an early start!

"I just had the weirdest dream."

"Call me a dreamer, but I see a world in which I give speeches without pants and find myself in the final exam of courses I never signed up for."

'What's the matter? You said I could go out to play wearing my new tie!'

"I had a dream that my bones were being picked clean!..."