One thing kids like is to be tricked. For instance, I was going to
       take my little nephew to Disneyland, but instead I drove him to an
       old burned-out warehouse. "Oh, no," I said, "Disneyland burned
       down." He cried and cried, but I think deep down he thought it was
       a pretty good joke. I started to drive over to the real
       Disneyland, but it was getting pretty late.

God is dead.
Voltaire (underneath)
Voltaire is dead.
God
(Odeon Metro station, Paris)

Only an unlit candle lasts forever.

"... fishky fishky fishky... fishky fishky fishky... fishky fishky fishky...
 fishky fishky fishky... fishky fishky fishky... fishky fishky fishky..."
                        -- Debra

It was so cold, the town flasher ran up and described himself.