"Pumpkin, put some music on, I feel like dancin'."



"Hold on, suga, I'm fixin' to right now 3,6,4 awright, now come over here,

woman, let's get this shindig started, woo! C'mon, everybody!

Now what in the hell is wrong with this juke machine?"



"Be warned, my children six will visit followed by the crumbling of time

itself. Before the coming of Shangra La, a dark Carnival will sweep across

the land, as a shadow, plagued with destruction. A parade of freaks,

jugglers, and death. This wretched nightmare is led by six faces. Three have

come three have gone. The fourth emerges now. He walks among

us as a shadow, void of light, powered by your own darkness, strengthened by

your own wickedry. A horrid reflection of your very own deep desires cast

and reflected back upon yourself. Brothers and Sisters! The time has come

for the Necromaster. The unleashing of the fourth joker's card. The arrival

of The Great Milenko Milenko Milenko "



"This damn thing! Maryanne, what in the hell is wrong with this music box?"

"Don't mind that old thing, honey, it does that all the time."