"The Island of Misfit Toys," caught from the office.
What's wrong with a spotted elephant? But honestly, I don't care what the name of the creature in a Jack-in-the-Box is, that's one scary-ass toy.
Every morning — or just about — I wake up with some snatchlet of music in my head. Some days it may take well past lunch for the theme from "What's Happenin'?'" to work its way out and I figure why should I suffer alone?