No one expects the Spanish Inquisition.  Our main weapon is fear.  Fear and suprise--oh, our two main weapons are fear, surprise, and our VSTs.  Oh, our three main weapons are...

I fondly remember Mr. Wong.  
 
Mr. Wong was in charge of Supplies.
 
Often we couldn't figure out where he was so we'd go off searching and searching.
 
Then, from out of some closet or dark place, he'd jump and yell "Supplies!"
 
Still not sure why he got paid more than the rest of us though...

craigb
I fondly remember Mr. Wong.  
 
Mr. Wong was in charge of Supplies.
 
Often we couldn't figure out where he was so we'd go off searching and searching.
 
Then, from out of some closet or dark place, he'd jump and yell "Supplies!"
 
Still not sure why he got paid more than the rest of us though...

but two Wongs dont make a Steven Wright....

musicman100

craigb
I fondly remember Mr. Wong.  
 
Mr. Wong was in charge of Supplies.
 
Often we couldn't figure out where he was so we'd go off searching and searching.
 
Then, from out of some closet or dark place, he'd jump and yell "Supplies!"
 
Still not sure why he got paid more than the rest of us though...

but two Wongs dont make a Steven Wright....

 
Conversely, two Wright's won't make a Wong.
(most like a U turn) 
 
 
Oh boy, you guys are just kwazy!!

Mesh

musicman100

craigb
I fondly remember Mr. Wong.  
 
Mr. Wong was in charge of Supplies.
 
Often we couldn't figure out where he was so we'd go off searching and searching.
 
Then, from out of some closet or dark place, he'd jump and yell "Supplies!"
 
Still not sure why he got paid more than the rest of us though...

but two Wongs dont make a Steven Wright....

 
Conversely, two Wright's won't make a Wong.
(most like a U turn) 
 
 
Oh boy, you guys are just kwazy!!

But three lefts make a right.  

Happy Friday my wittle Termites!!
 
I mean Forumites!!
 

I say-I say-I say, Belvedere, come here boy.  
 
Happy Friday!  We made it--against all odds.  

Old55
I say-I say-I say, Belvedere, come here boy.  
 
Happy Friday!  We made it--against all odds.  

I say boy, that aint no chicken hawk, that's Bapu with his chick harem.

They must be cooling him off after a furious session of counting VSTs!