They did it wrong, Doc. They made mistakes. And they'll keep it this way, just because everyone wants to believe it. They don't want to know the truth, Doc. It's easier for everyone this way. If enough people believe the fantasy, well, then it becomes the reality. But we know, Doc. We know who belongs where, don't we?

Heaven began to run at the edges.

'Hey, gang!' I squeaked in my terrifically accurate Mickey voice. 'Everybody ready to shoot the ultimate Disney flick? The film that rips the lid off the goody…

I think love and sex are separate and only vaguely similar. Like the word bear and the word bare. You can get in trouble mistaking one for the other.