Jazz police are talking to my niece, Jazz police have got their final orders, Jazzer, drop your axe, it's Jazz police!

My Fascist Pussy replies in kind to my recent post. My favorite bit:

...at least we can rest easy knowing we have driven him into the arms of the twin demons of Pink and Kelly Clarkson.

No no, please don't throw me in that briar patch, Brer Fox.