I'm a little late on this thread. Where is the bibliography, anyway?

Okay, I´m not Pompeius with a head-on-a-stick avatar.

I´ve visited the Lennon guitar in Seattle last year.

The guards standing in the corners...a long dark corridor, I mean dark. I couldn´t see the steps. I had to grab myself (well, didn't have to. I just like to grab myself) and get high in the chamber.

I saw the mummy.
It was incredibly pasty looking, I think they must have skinned a younger man's arse the last time they were slapping on his full-thickness bi-annual skin grafts, to go along with the perservatives they pump into him every 2 weeks to keep him fresh as a semi-decayed daisy and kind of smelled like semi-decayed ass.

I was incredibly happy when I saw day light.