On a bumper sticker:

     Keep honking, I'm reloading. 

When I was in college, a colleague at WTBS (no, not the Turner
superstation, but the 14-watt campus radio station from which Turner later
bought the call letters) _swore_ that he heard an announcer say
"This is the Canadian Broadcorping Castration..." 

A week after high school I was shipped off to a military college with a no 
contact with home policy. Not a good idea, but my idea. I returned home at 
the end of the quarter to find my mother, father, and the home I grew up 
in were gone. She thought the vacant lot was a great joke. It was. But if 
I ever talk to a therapist, I'm going to mention this.