“I’m a history buff, personally. So I was really interested to find out that my great-great-uncle was friends with Robert Oppenheimer. They used to go out on my uncle’s boat at his cabin by the lake. Oppenheimer used to say he had to two passions - Fission and Fishin’! My uncle said Oppenheimer threw great parties too. They were a real blast! As the kids today say, they were the bomb! One time at one of these parties Oppenheimer had too much to drink. He really loved Manhattans! He got drunk and he started a fist fight with someone and then passed out. My uncle wouldn’t let the guy beat up old Robert so the guy called the cops on him. My uncle had to wake Oppenheimer up. He said ‘Come on Robert, up and atom! We gotta split!’ ”

Speaking of claws and paws, that reminds me, that guy who died, it happened in Lyons, the guy was Claude to death. I’d feel worse if he wasn’t such a total crepe. The lion was put down afterward, Pierre thing.

Which reminds me - did you hear the one about the pig in Quebec who won the lottery? He cried “oui oui oui!” all the way home.

[Okay, not very good, but ya gotta love the spirit]