Eat, drink and be merry?

Can you only be Mary under the slogan, "You are what you eat"?

Can you only be eaten if you're merry?

Or is it one of the things that makes you merry?

Now that's a possibility, isn't it?

What else might make you happy?

For sure, our faith, my wife and our family. How about you?

Would that make sense to you if I told you?

Would it make more sense if it was asked?

And ... why?

But why not?

Are we now indulging in circular logic?

Does it have to be?

Is it true that to be is to do?

Ah, but what is truth?

Do you live your life according to the principal, "seek ye the truth, and the truth shall make ye strange?"

Do I really have to credit the truth to why I am strange?

Isn't the truth that we are all strange?

Isn't it strange is as strange does?

What strange ways can you be done?

Should I count the ways?

Canyou count to 21 when you're clothed?

Yeppers cuz I uses me nose.

Do yuz ever go widout sumptin' on under yer pants?

Does my skin count as under my pants?

Is he is talking about certain skin?

Do you object to me shedding my skin?

Is that objectionable?

Doesn't it help you to rid yourself of ectoparasites?

Sounds good ... did it work?

If it works for me, shouldn't it work for you?

What happens if it doesn't?

Who knows?

Who know what evil lurks in the hearts of men?

Gollee, yuz guys ... whatcha talkin' bout?

Would you believe I was quoting an old radio show?

The Shadow knows ... right?

What happens if he doesn't?

Would that be the end of the radio show for good?

Or, would it be the "Start of Something Good?"

Is the end of the beginning the beginning of the end?