kenkantor: Unbeknownst to many, our world was saved by a single Prius.
kenkantor: I went down, down, down.
kenkantor: She felt pretty, oh so pretty.
kenkantor: To me, Benicia is one, big lucid dream.
kenkantor: So it was a smash. Everything on Broadway is a smash.
kenkantor: Hallowed halls can only mean one thing... hallowed balconies.
kenkantor: I'll get right on it.
kenkantor: Give us back our men.
kenkantor: Playing the sports of kings in the gardens of paupers.