Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I had a maid, a very fine woman, who was scared out of her wits of The Devil! She gave me a book of The Devil's snares: ouigi boards, tarot cards, yoga, I can't remember it all. I had every one of 'em--and was having a wonderful time and a wonderful life! I still am.
(I also don't have arteriosclerosis.)
I'm sorry. I was chewing my BEEFSTEAK.
Say again? < /sarc>